Released on December 21, 2017

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[Intro]

He pretty much lays it out

He-he was a killer, he was a hired killer for Griselda

Uh, that eliminated, uh, people that were involved in the drug business

Yeah, yeah

Uh, agh

Yeah, uh, yeah


[Chorus]

We got the drop on you and you ain't even know (You ain't know, nigga)

Them shooters they follow you everywhere you go (They lurkin')

Them niggas in your bushes now, they give out wig shots (Boom, boom!)

They got the drop on you and you ain't even know (Hahahahaha!)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Run down on 'em niggas, man)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Hit all them niggas too, nigga)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (I don't give a fuck who outside, nigga!)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Brrrrr!)


[Verse 1]

Niggas thought the shit was sweet, I'ma make you fuck niggas know me

Talkin' like you a killer, well, motherfucker, come show me (What's poppin', nigga?)

I already sent the youngin through there bustin' his .40 (Uh)

Nigga shot up your whole block and he hit one of your homies (Boom, boom!)

Nigga, we already know you pussy, you cover your Rollie (Hah)

And you tuck in your chain (You a pussy, nigga)

You's a fuck nigga, should've stayed in a fuck nigga lane (Uh)

A lil' dread head nigga come in bustin' your brain (Grrah)

Lil' homie fuckin' insane (woo), whoa

I got him and his homies in your bushes now (They lurkin')

Sniffin' grams to stay up so he can put you down

Homemade ski mask on, pull it down (Hm)

Silencer on, and neighbors couldn't hear a bullet sound (Grrah)


[Chorus]

We got the drop on you and you ain't even know (You ain't know, nigga)

Them shooters they follow you everywhere you go (They lurkin')

Them niggas in your bushes now, they give out wig shots (Boom, boom!)

They got the drop on you and you ain't even know (Hahahahaha!)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Run down on 'em niggas, man)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Hit all them niggas too, nigga)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (I don't give a fuck who outside, nigga!)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Brrrrr)


[Verse 2]

Bitch, you was not official (uh), so now we gotta get you (Uh)

You better pray to God He with you when that chopper hit you (Okay)

That chopper pop and flip you (Okay)

50 round clips in them sticks, boy, that's a lot of missiles

Yeah, that's a lot of missiles (Brrr)

Smokin' one with my young boy while I plot to get you

Tried to give him the .40, he said he wanna pop the stick too (Woo)

Every night is gunfire, guns fire

Shootin' 'til my gun tire, momma was a jum buyer

Back in jail, out of jail, nigga, I got dumb priors

Drive-bys in that Buick (brrrr), low air in front tire

Hood I'm from made us killers, pussy nigga, come try us

Now I know where you been hidin'

So, we gon' come find you, my nigga, ah


[Chorus]

We got the drop on you and you ain't even know (You ain't know, nigga)

Them shooters they follow you everywhere you go (They lurkin')

Them niggas in your bushes now, they give out wig shots (Boom, boom!)

They got the drop on you and you ain't even know (Hahahahaha!)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Run down on 'em niggas, man)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Hit all them niggas too, nigga)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (I don't give a fuck who outside, nigga!)

Yeah, yeah, run down on 'em (Brrrrrr!)


[Outro]

Ha, yeah

Ayo, ayo, look at these niggas' face, man, hehe

Ayo, these weird niggas, yo, they scared right now

You know what I mean? Shit is spooky, nigga

Uh, niggas know street shit when they see it

When they hear it, nigga

But don't get it twisted, nigga, think it's just rap, nigga, huh

That's a fact, nigga, in real life, I'll knock you the fuck out, nigga

Hahaha, that's my word, nigga, and you know my gun work, nigga

However you wanna do it, however you wanna play it, pussy

Let's get it

My flow been crazy, nigga, hehe

Aw man, I'm on God level right now

Bitches tell me I'm beautiful, nigga!

You niggas hurtin'

That's why y'all mad, that's why y'all hatin'

'Cause y'all still on y'all dick, nigga, hahaha

Bum ass niggas

It's the Machine, bitch

Alchemist

It's gettin' ugly for these niggas

Real real spooky, uh