(Stay with Vegas on the way)

Heard she wanna fuck with a gunner

'Cause she know I'm the shit like a plumber

Ride with a Drac' and a Glock

If I get off a chop, straight to block I ain't talkin' no thunder

He brought his bitch to the block when he know she be chewin'

I don't even know why he grungin'

She know I'm one of them aces, she know that I'm paid

So the lil' ho be all on my bum, but I'm like that

3L and that for holdin' his body

Some shit he can't stomach, he couldn't even fight back

Got smoked for some shit that he said when he was on IG, why the fuck did he type that?

I miss me a couple of shots when we spent out the G, but just know I can't write back

Made a post sayin' he smokin' on T, bet he sold with every type of shig, it's a light snack

Get a load, we suit up, we out rollin' I put a drop in the chopper

You'd think I was in the Navy the way I patrol

It got to start over I run in corners, but up took some hours to find where it's goin'

He tried to get in the cop box, but then from the front to the back, where the fuck was he goin'?

I don't think he was knowin' how easy this shit get when they play with this shit

That's high pressure them **** ain't ready for, wanna brag on attempts, I don't get it

Where **** get caught or get shot on the regular

Anytime I go hop in a strike tryna take me alive, then I'm leavin' my cellular

Hunnid clips shoot a shit like a movie, catch shit up on camera, just go ask the editor

Spend a stream in a bucket, jump out with a monster, them sticks, you'll think we vagina-ed up

If a **** diss me in a song, catch him leavin' the studio, smoke him and his manager

Where my fyeat? If that's just a team I be tryna get close, why the fuck would I panic for?

Thick bitch, they be callin' my phone, I let her in the spot, bet they're over the banner stuff

No, I don't spend with no rookies, that shit get you booked

Try to send a opp bitch, type of shit get you cooked

**** hangin' with rats just because they got cheese

If you gave 'em some money, that shit overlooked

Tryna flex with your J, come around with 10K

Like my shorties ain't thirsty, that shit get you toast

He got hit with a K when he tried to get away

Broke head after grinding, got hit in the butt

Old choppa, he got a few B's, I ain't lookin' to swap, treated as a collector

Just know when you leave the house

And they promise you gon' make it back, so be very aggressive

Man, they shit just to go see

What they 'bout here, one from a diss with, was very impressive

**** got hit with that fye and he lit

Said he done with the street, ****, I'm changin' perspective