[Intro]

(16yrold)

Red, woah

[Verse 1]

Passion brung the pain, puddle boots in rain

Balenci' boots in rain, you ain’t even got no rank

New coupe, candy paint, my chain come out a tank

Laughin', walk to the bank, laughin', walk in the bank

I came up off a scale (Yeah), I was sendin’ shit through the mail

And we dressed like we go to hell, you ain't gangster, you gon' go to 12

Throw my gang up 'til I'm pale, bring my name up, catch a L

[Chorus]

I throw shells, yeah, you catch a shell

I throw shells, yeah, you catch a shell

I throw shells, yeah, you catch a shell

I throw shells, yeah, you catch a shell

My pants tight, my pants too tight, my stick don't fit in

She ain't right, no, she ain't right, but I still miss it

Play with the gang, I tweak, you know that I’m itchin’

She put thе brain on me, she think that's gon’ fix shit

Thirteen thousand for my jacket, this bitch ERD

And thеse bullets come out rapid, shoot repeatedly

[Verse 2]

I just popped a blue pill, no more headache for me

No beer can, got fourties, goofies act like sorcery

You wanna be down? Go score for me

Shawty frontline, go to war for me

Walk in the bank, go poor for me

Codeine love, go pour for me

Turnt to a Christian, go Dior for me

I made them 4 plus 4 for me

I did all this shit, they rewarded me

I don't even know why you ignorin' me

I go outside, they recordin' me

I break down the bag, I’m a portion freak

I'ma sign my producers, I extort the beat

Got a cartel plug, go to shore for me

She a good girl, turn to a whore for me

Yeah, I stay in the mix, it's the lore for me

It's a butterfly, raise the door for me

Put my kids on her face, it's an orphanage

I got plays on plays, can't record the street

And I got some heat, can't ignore the beef

And it's long live Murda, go to war for me

We done walked through the mud like the army

[Chorus]

I throw shells, yeah, you catch a shell

I throw shells, yeah, you catch a shell

I throw shells, yeah, you catch a shell

I throw shells, yeah, you catch a shell

My pants tight, my pants too tight, my stick don't fit in

She ain't right, no, she ain't right, but I still miss it

Play with the gang, I tweak, you know that I'm itchin'

She put the brain on me, she think that's gon' fix shit

Thirteen thousand for my jacket, this bitch ERD

And these bullets come out rapid, shoot repeatedly