(Ayy, Draco, how you do that?)

You know a **** prankin'

We gon' shoot up where he live, be for the blog

You knowin' we don't play like that

Shit, right there was my response back to him

Fuck-****

You weren't in no shootout, ****

These hoes be dick pullin'

Still in the south, and ain't got no smoke, man

I don't wanna be down here, but, you know? Huh

I taught these **** somethin', gave 'em God

Fully auto chop' at your block, make 'em duck (Make 'em duck)

You keep on runnin', we trackin' that Jeep (Trackhawk)

Your lil' man's down, and you ditchin' the city (Duckin')

Soon as he crack a three, he gettin' hit with them switches (Hundred-round)

Geek, the oppin'-ass ****, they've been cliquin' (Fully)

First, a band

Blew that shit on ammunition (On fullies)

Soon as I signed, I blew me a ticket (Blew me a ticket)

I ain't goin' back and forth with no **** (Rap-****)

All that woofin', get scratched, like a ticket (Scratch him off)

That's lotto on your head, if you mention it

I ain't worried 'bout lil' bruh doin' sneak dissin'

Fuck around, get washed up in the mix (Wash him up)

Opp caught, hit him in block, and we blitzed him (Blizted him)

Got faith in lil' cuz, right here, he don't miss (He gon' skeet on 'em)

**** can't hide in this lil' ass city (City)

Ain't doin' no respondin', I'm actually spinnin' (Spinnin')

Bump down in any **** hood with three-sixty (With these boxes)

I put pins on the back of all of ten millies (Brrt)

Back in 2019, **** wasn't with it (Wasn't with it)

Doin' no fakin', **** really my enemy (My enemy)

When gang got locked, we was still independent (Pendent)

Rap-**** tryna link, we was snatchin' they pinkies (Snatchin' they links)

And I'm bound to bet a **** gettin' killed 'bout these links

Movin' with smackers, your **** be weak (They weak)

Big Four, we was keep playin' runnin' and snatchin' (Snatchin')

Did this shit ballet, ain't no ref shackin' (Ref, shack this shit)

I hate you ****, that's my bad habit (Hate you ****)

They vouchin' for him, I heard he ain't clappin' (He ain't nothin')

Big bruh said, "You ain't doin' no spinnin'" (I ain't on shit, G)

If I ain't shootin', then I'm givin' the go

Get 'em

Ain't too many steps 'fore he fall (Hit him in his face)

Body lock up and his knees get weak (Knock his leg off)

Ain't no **** never did shit to me

Shit get ugly however we creep (Wherever we creep)

**** callin' in 'bout this beef ('Bout this beef)

Automatic smoke, we dishin' the three (We dishin' it)

I ain't callin' Medusa, that shit weak (Callin' no 'Dusa)

Blockin' shit off, when we cuttin' off streets (Let's go)

Ain't no murder over there, where your killers be (Be)

Line 'em up, this my paper, no KG (No KG, what the fuck, ****?)

Fully auto chop' at your block, make 'em duck (Make 'em duck)

You keep on runnin', we trackin' that Jeep (Trackhawk)

Your lil' man's down, and you ditchin' the city (Duckin')

Soon as he crack a three, he gettin' hit with them switches (Hundred-round)

Geek, the oppin'-ass ****, they've been cliquin' (Fully)

First, a band

Blew that shit on ammunition (On fullies)

Soon as I signed, I blew me a ticket (Blew me a ticket)

I ain't goin' back and forth with no **** (Rap-****)