Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah!

We don't got no option

Bitch, already fitted my optics (yeah, yeah)

How the fuck I ain't pop yet?

Kept checking my pockets (whoa, whoa)

Couldn't, couldn't pick another target (yeah)

I ain't even get the best part yet (whoa)

Walked in, got shit started

Run it 'til I get what I want (yeah, yeah)

Stuff racks in the carpet, bitch

Couldn't buy more confidence (whoa)

Let 'em think that we forgot the shit

Nah, fuck, shit permanent (yeah, yeah)

I remember where your family at

Yeah, bitch, should've planned for that

And we around where you can't be at

Pop through, I got a plan for that (pop, pop)

Shit

Flash, pop, pop, pop, pop

Momma ain't raise no bitch

Heard that talk, talk (talk, talk)

Bitch, I'm wired

I wan' off some (yeah, yeah)

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

Shit

Flash, pop, pop, pop, pop

Momma ain't raise no bitch

Heard that talk, talk (yeah, yeah)

Bitch, I'm wired

I wan' off some (yeah, yeah)

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

Park outside his crib and light the block up (pop)

Bitch, I got my stocks up (pop, yeah)

Flip his fucking crib into a cemetery

They don't got the chalk, bro (yeah)

I got time to spin again and spin again

But not no time to talk though (yeah, yeah)

Sip on something, watch him die slow

If he knew what I know

Yeah! Fuck his life up (yeah), get that yellow tape cut (yeah)

Stomp his body out

Pussy try something, bitch, yeah, run (yeah)

Teach him to watch his fucking mouth (yeah, yeah)

Get the block jumping, got a mag, dump it, bitch, hit the crowd, fuck it

He want war, I love it, bet' not run from it, bet' not, bet' not run from it