[ Featuring Lil Raw ]
These niggas be cap
How you steal cars, flashin' that money, but don't got a grip?
Like, me and my niggas be takin' that shit
I spin the B' with a glock and a switch
I'm tryna spin outside, glock
And, I'm outside big ass stick on the hip, you know how it get
7 .62s gon' eat up the whip
Don't Internet Beef, that shit is for kids
Niggas be babies, get him a bib
2 .23s gon' open his ribs
I get mad, I'ma snap like a twig
Aim for his top, I'ma f*ck up his wig
Now, he in the ground, tell em' to dig him up
Chasedowngang, tryna hit em' up
He hit the ground, come pick him up
I got a glock, shit big as f*ck, tryna make him get little
But, he can't run from the 4-Nickel
Stick in the glock, shit Poke like a Nipple
I draw the pistol? Then, he gettin scribbled
Just like a movie, we clippin' shit up
Ski mask down like PGF Nuk
Spin on the West? You better have luck
Ya' brother got packed, they zippin' him up
Just like a cart, we pushin' him up
Glock with a drum, let's see if you could duck
He went to sleep, he got tucked
Shoot at his taco, wrappin' him up
We make a move? Then, you better Haul, we baggin' you up
Bop ass bitch, she f*ck with the opps, she think she it? We taggin' her up
He actin' tuff? We smackin' him up
Me and bros packin' him up
He tried to run, he ran out his chucks
Fell on his face, he out of luck
He ain'f fight back, that nigga a mutt
Better take flight, we sendin' you up
I got the game, I'm comin' in clutch
Aim at ya' beak, bitch, you better duck
Caught a round to his head, lil nigga done clunksd
Now, he a angel, he in the dust
Play with my bread, I'll turn him to crust
