You know?

**** dumb, like

I've been on my brain 'cause I'm real right

Ayo, dumb bitch, look (You know what the fuck going on)

I told 'em, "I don't think" (At all), "I like to paint" (Oh yeah, oh yeah)

They prancin' where you sleep, Jitterbugs masked up with Dracs (Come on)

Kel-Tec, Glock, and K (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

KK Coop

He been jumped off the stoop, got the bity back stuck on boot (Come on)

**** talking out his neck, I'll be the first to knock out his tooth

I'm throwing up my set all in the club like, "Fuck a booth" (Blaow)

These Jitterbugs the truth, ayy, they kill for me

Put a **** in a seat, I’m talking 'bout a killing spree

Bullets stinging, I'll strike you, uh-huh, a bumble bee

Got that pack off overnight, I'm black and white, no referee

All them crackers Deadly O, tryna indict him soon as he free (Oh yeah, oh yeah)

I promise when he die, I'm getting a shirt say R.I.P. 

I told 'em, "I don't think, I like to paint"

They prancin' where you sleep, Jitterbugs masked up with Dracs

Kel-Tec, Glock, and K

KK Coop

He been jumped off the stoop, got the bity back stuck on boot

**** talking out his neck, I'll be the first to knock out his tooth

I'm throwing up my set all in the club like, "Fuck a booth"

These Jitterbugs the truth, ayy, they kill for me

Put a **** in a seat, I'm talking 'bout a killing spree

Bullets stinging, I'll strike you, ayy, a bumble bee

Got that pack off overnight, I'm black and white, no referee

All them crackers Deadly O, tryna indict him soon as he free

I promise when he die, I'm getting a shirt say R.I.P. 

I'm finna paint the world red, so picture this

Curtains in my Phantom Wraith, swagging on the bitch

Cutter, then a dagger, I've been jacking with my clique

Forty got a dildo, this bitch came with a dick

Trey 8 got a long nose, like slanging the stick

I've been with the shits since my diaper stuffed with it

Dad ain't step up to the plate, nah, ain't raise a jit

I got one on the way, so gotta take care of it

'Cause I was born a hot dawg, I wasn't scared

Put bullets in the wind, 'fore a diss song, send a hit

They don't rock, no, not at all, gon' miss the kids

Keep making all them songs, but I be everywhere with it

I told my dawgs, "We moving on from the older, watch what we saying"

"We gon' hit the road, rock shows, fuck hoes, and set some trends"

Trey 80 got my back in life, we thugging till the end

He gon' rock and roger that, peep the vibe when shit begin

But I done told 'em, "I don't think, I like to paint"

They prancin' where you sleep, Jitterbugs masked up with Dracs

Kel-Tec, Glock, and K

KK Coop

He been jumped off the stoop, got the bity back stuck on boot

**** talking out his neck, I'll be the first to knock out his tooth

I'm throwing up my set all in the club like, "Fuck a booth"

These Jitterbugs the truth, ayy, they kill for me

Put a **** in a seat, I'm talking 'bout a killing spree

Bullets stinging, I'll strike you, uh-huh, a bumble bee

Got that pack off overnight, I'm black and white, no referee

All them crackers Deadly O, tryna indict him soon as he free

I promise when he die, I'm getting a shirt say R.I.P. 

I told 'em, "I don't think, I like to paint"

They prancin' where you sleep, Jitterbugs masked up with Dracs

Kel-Tec, Glock, and K

KK Coop

He been jumped off the stoop, got the bity back stuck on boot

**** talking out his neck, I'll be the first to knock out his tooth

I'm throwing up my set all in the club like, "Fuck a booth"

These Jitterbugs the truth, ayy, they kill for me

Put a **** in a seat, I'm talking 'bout a killing spree

Bullets stinging, I'll strike you, ayy, a bumble bee

Got that pack off overnight, I'm black and white, no referee

All them crackers Deadly O, tryna indict him soon as he free

I promise when he die, I'm getting a shirt say R.I.P. 

Thoughts of where I went wrong or where they say I did

I'm blacker than the average tone, so what? 'Cause I just know I'm is

They think that the youngin dykes the way they brought them straps in here

I stay rolling 'round with a pipe, it's part of what I wear

Ayy, you gon' die tonight, bet your life, go on and gamble with it

It's a new era, all you old **** take a listen

It's a Moncler with VVS's hitting when I'm grilling

Pole tryna peep, wanna leak like a faucet filling

Nina tryna squirt, I'ma fuck her 'til that bitch peel it

We gon' put in work, burn the bitch like some damn skillet

Posted on your turf, your stomping ground

Everything I'm holding, bet it ain't no less than thirty rounds

She said, "G9, your crew's too extra", gave that ho the run-around

I'm that **** in the bity, kept the same **** round

All these jits with me been thugging since a jit, we some Mercy babies

I'm so AFNF, that other shit fugazi

Strapped up all my **** like Iraq, but better, we the Navy

I've been earned my stripes like lil' Tigger tiger, what you name it? (Whatever the fuck his name is)

Now it's time to shit on all you ****, get the picture painted

My lil' **** been retarded with that heavy metal stainless

I provide the ammunition, tell 'em where we'll go and paint it

Five slide Expedition, right turn view, ain't thinking

I told 'em, "I don't think, I like to paint"

They prancin' where you sleep, Jitterbugs masked up with Dracs

Kel-Tec, Glock, and K

KK Coop

He been jumped off the stoop, got the bity back stuck on boot

**** talking out his neck, I'll be the first to knock out his tooth

I'm throwing up my set all in the club like, "Fuck a booth"

These Jitterbugs the truth, ayy, they kill for me

Put a **** in a seat, I'm talking 'bout a killing spree

Bullets stinging, I'll strike you, uh-huh, a bumble bee

Got that pack off overnight, I'm black and white, no referee

All them crackers Deadly O, tryna indict him soon as he free

I promise when he die, I'm getting a shirt say R.I.P. 

I told 'em, "I don't think, I like to paint"

They prancin' where you sleep, Jitterbugs masked up with Dracs

Kel-Tec, Glock, and K

KK Coop

He been jumped off the stoop, got the bity back stuck on boot

**** talking out his neck, I'll be the first to knock out his tooth

I'm throwing up my set all in the club like, "Fuck a booth"

These Jitterbugs the truth, ayy, they kill for me

Put a **** in a seat, I'm talking 'bout a killing spree

Bullets stinging, I'll strike you, ayy, a bumble bee

Got that pack off overnight, I'm black and white, no referee

All them crackers Deadly O, tryna indict him soon as he free

I promise when he die, I'm getting a shirt say R.I.P.