And this no semi-auto stick, this shit got a switch (fully auto)

Pop out of the cut, and we gon' let that shit flick

Frrr (let that shit bitch, ayy, rolling with no thang)

(Searching for the way)

This shit fires, send that boy to God

Let me see my opp, aim it at his top, yeah

That's why we don't go flock

We flip his car, reverse, let it spot

And this no semi-auto stick, this shit got a switch

Pop out of the cut, and we gon' let that shit flick

Frrr, let that shit bitch, ayy, rolling with no thang

And let the switch, you fill the whip, yeah

And my momma always told me, "**** stand on business" (you can't stand it)

I'ma daddy, lil' boy, I'm stand on that 10

You don't play with me, I need my fuckin' bankroll, bitch

You know my **** P'd up, he don't payroll me

Who is dissing? (Ayy)

When the Glock buck they listen, huh (ayy, ayy)

We get you lifted, huh (ayy)

T all of my dope, they blitzing, huh (rrr)

This shit kicking, huh

I'ma pull up and gently kick it, huh (kick, kick)

He told he's ticking, he get early, he go missing, huh

This shit fires, I pray to my God

Let me see my opp, and I shoot it at his top, yeah

That's why we don't go flock, hmm

We flip his car, reverse, let it spot, hmm

You with the most

I keep a chop, wop, I do not box

Big 50 round click, I hit your snot box

Bitch, I'm still up on my bully, giving shots, shots, shots

I'ma up it like fuck it, everybody catch a shot

And this no semi-auto stick, this shit got a switch

Pop out of the cut, and we gon' let that shit flick

Frrr, let that shit bitch, ayy, rolling with no thang

And let the switch, you fill the whip, yeah

And my momma always told me, "**** stand on business" (you can't stand it)

I'ma daddy, lil' boy, I'm stand on that 10

You don't play with me, I need my fuckin' bankroll, bitch

You know my **** Peter up, he don't payroll me