(Vaze on the track, boy)

Heard they got wrapped on the low

Ain't have nothin' to do with that lick, but can get shit back for sure

Killers respect me in my section, they answer when I call that phone

He act like he want some smoke, then he'll be a case that's cold

Send my boys to get they mission on

I'm like, "Whoever out there, get 'em"

They done played the wrong ****, now they can't play they block, we spinnin'

Caught him comin' out the, damn, almost gave 'em too much, Law

I know what I'm doin', ****

Alright, I'ma let you talk

One of the opps, he know how to hide, we paid his mans to knock him off

Got him chalked, first he was stalked, they was layin' outside his house

Backdoor, they knew how to get him, they shot through the window, they knew he'll be on the couch

Play with me, shit'll get critical, Ring cameras showin' the **** who came to get rid of you

Only they bodies, ****, they got on masks, it ain't no fuckin' description

Jump out on feet, get 'em, pussy-ass **** was hopin' for luck when he threw out the window

If it wasn't for us, a lot of you **** be dead, I'm finally sayin' it, ****

Turn my snake up, I'm finna snake somethin', know how I cobra, he get with that venom

Say he my opp, he done fucked up, I'm finna spin through that bitch and go get him

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin'

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure (Frr)

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure (Frr)

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure (Frr)

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin'

I know that I got it, I hear this shit all of the time

But late nights, I get them calls from my guys

Tellin' me suit up and I go and put this shit all on the line

And you probably think that I'm lyin', but I do this shit all of the time

And you probably think he'll ride, I'll shoot the shit out of his tires

And all through his windows, have him park his shit on the side

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin'

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure (Frr)

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure (Frr)

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin' for sure (Frr)

When I come through that bitch spinnin', I'm tellin' you somebody dyin'