You're gonna end up dead too

Ah, ah

Got a tag underneath the TEC

Boom, boom, boom

Damn, damn (Boom, boom)

Rrah, rrah (Got a tag underneath the TEC)

Like, what's beef?

I got a bar on the pegs

So fuck it, I'm just on the road

My brother got two rings, feelin' like Rocky

But they call me Jordan the way that I score

But 41K, Jenn Carter got beat

KR, he a mook, the **** really gay

I forgot the exchange, you gotta pay ransom for that **** TaTa, **** movin' brave

Shout out Baby Ghost, one call and we love him to death, so we gotta put you into frame

Free G-Hall, free Bucks, free Thot, free Flex and my 'ooters be movin' correct

Is you thuggin' or not? Bad lil' bitch wanna eat up the dick and smack 'em with the knocks, it's cold out here

Gotta keep pole out here, you don't know who want you in a pack

I'm in too deep, I tell mommy I love her before steppin' out on the street

Not gonna lie, bae not thick, but the motion, the ocean make her wanna quit, like

Backshots stroke, she reach, I teach, every beat

The professional up in the sheets

I give a persona when it come to rappin', I do it the best, that's according to me

You gotta move correct

If you do the bop, you wanna turn left, get low like you walkin' down a flight of steps

Two hands out, clappin' and never forget that the facial expressions always be the best

I got my toolie with me and Mookie with me, that **** the GOAT

I really mean it if that **** chat, we flip him like a patty, do a drill we leavin' it in the coat

Ndot he told me he down with it, like

Ndot he told me he down with whatever

Like, you get hit by a **** through the sweater, them bullets bisexual, I hold the Beretta

I call Leek, it's a PFA party, bring bitches and bottles comin' with vendetta

I do what I want, get a rush on the drill, calm it down, took a 'erc and now I'm feelin' better

Shit like a hazard light, flip on the beam

I'm really tired of politics

If I up this gun, you better run

If not, then you feel the hollow tip