Ayy, big, bloody shit, you heard
Ayy, f*ck the crip, f*ck S.O.B. bitch
Big brrr, we outside, bitch
Tell the boy better watch it, I got his options, uh
Tell that boy I'm about to smoke it, I got profit
Little bitch coming in, I'm about to pocket
Got his pockets in, little bitch, he robbed his wallet
Took his chain, hit his brain
Pulled it with our little boy, he's leaking brain, huh
Little boy, the f*ck you talking
Got a crescent phone, little bitch, I get a walkie
Tell the boy I gotta make this f*ck a profit
We was on the block, lil dee, did a drop
Spin a boy and hit his top
Knock a boy off and do the shit and get the drop
Bitch, I'm getting guap, a sippy slop, a little mop
She been' suckin cock, I throw the bitch on my lap
Better get it locked, told the boy where to shop
Let the shit pop, pop, pop
Big f*ck, big brrrr
And I told the f*cking opp, better hide
Why the f*ck all the motherf*ckers die
Why the f*ck his mama cry
Tell that bitch, motherf*cker, get fried
Big brrr, big brrr
Motherf*cker gettin shot up in his shirt
Bullet holes in that bitch, call him Columbine
Little bitch we got that carbine
Big brrr, big brrr
Big brrr, big brrr
Left a opp dead
Looking for his head