(Four3va)

(Ja-Ja-Ja-Jaguar)

Flrrt, yeah, shoot with that switch, lil' **** dead

My Blood like to play Simon Says, Simon Says say, "Hit his dreads"

I ain't gotta call for a opp, pull up, I caught a opp in that cornerstore

**** said, "What?" I'm on your block

**** said, "What?" I'm on your—yeah

These **** ass be pussy, clutchin' them guns, just lookin' (Huh), yeah

Boy, that's cap, not fully, let that stick get tooken, huh, woah

**** ain't droppin' no dimes but I'll drop a dime on a ho, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

This a bad bitch, Chanaynay on her toes, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Pull up get active, pull up and get that shit hot, bitch (What? What?)

Yeah, hop out that black shit, I make the boy run track and shit

**** wanna play ball, I make him quit

**** say he span my clique but equipped

It won't take long to bustdown my wrist

It won't take long to bustdown my bitch (Ya feel me)

Pull it out and fuck again, all that Perc' trimmin' in

I'ma tell you like this (Let me tell you), I don't owe a **** shit

It ain't 'bout money, I ain't in it, don't even put me in the mix

I'm on that young **** shit (Skrrt), this the widebody kit

Huh, yeah, like bitch I did it, no help (No help)

Hm, like bitch I did it myself (Myself)

Hm, switch, I give him the belt (Flrrt, flrrt, flrrt, flrrt)

Rapper weed top shelf

**** a dweeb, he ain't on shit, I keep heat, I'ma bust it

Smoke turn they ass to a nick', ho ain't help out for shit

Flrrt, yeah, shoot with that switch, lil' **** dead

My Blood like to play Simon Says, Simon Says say, "Hit his dreads"

I ain't gotta call for a opp, pull up, I caught a opp in that cornerstore

**** said, "What?" I'm on your block

**** said, "What?" I'm on your—yeah