Yeah, ****, this shit ain't hard, ****

Gang shit ain't hard, y'all **** be bitin' my style, though

I'ma switch it up on y'all fuck ****, show y'all somethin' (Xair, let me get that motherfucker)

No yap

Mm, yeah, hmm, hmm, yeah, hmm, yeah

Hmm, yeah, huh, fuck ****, yeah, brrt

Hmm

Hmm, hmm, yeah

Big-ass Draco on my lap, hope you don't lack, know we the PAP pursuers

Think he can make it out the city, if he lack, then do it

Really was tweakin', I wasn't learnin', had a gat in school

Huh, and they like puttin' my name in shit, I told 'em Raq didn't do it

Really don't care about nothin' else as long as my package movin'

I'm not lackin', try to run up and told him, "Back back, you stupid?"

Huh, ****'s a bitch, he not no robber, he get jacked in school

Hmm, beat his ass, get stomped on the mat for speakin' on Raq, you fool

Ayy, your partner ain't come today, but we gon' pack him soon

Huh, your brother a freshman, he too young, lil' bro'll pack him too

Put a hit out for the quarterback, them chasin' a sack, lil' dude

Plottin' on you all day, so when we up, just give me that pack, lil' dude

All these rap **** bite my style, ****, give me that back, lil' dude

See an opp at the function, can't pull off, his shit on flat, lil' dude

Ooh, just be cool, don't be rude, don't be worried 'bout what I do

Go ask your ****, we put belt to him and he know what I do

Play with this shit, lost all your members, what do I have to prove?

Big bro tweakin', got better things to do than sit on the block with you

Take it out on everything, can't find your bro, we sendin' shots at you

We takin' him down, he ask for the time like we finna throw a clock at you

Ain't nobody perfect, they be quick to point out a man's flaw

Crazy, your killer can be that **** from the sandbox

Some of these **** just mad I fucked they bitch, they ain't no damn opps

I'm with the same squad

Huh, we got Roxy, Perky 10s, and the Xan bar

Don't forget RB the drank man, purple in, boy

Yeah, yeah, and, ****, I'm smart, I'm a real-deal killer

We don't be doin' no hits out of rentals

See your car, flip 'em, where is my pistol?

Try to jump my ho, that bitch gettin' beat up, she like, "Where is my sister?"

My bitch got hands, huh

You thought I was gon' fight, your **** got hit with Dirty Dan, huh

Love the sound of shooting, it's like music to a band

Every **** up that fire and do not use it, chop his hand

Yeah, ****, chop they fuckin' hand off, ****, you don't shoot shit, bitch

Yeah, we catchin' murders, ****, we tryna catch a kill

Knock your bitch ass down, ****, we gon' shoot you