[Intro]

I just left the sto' you know what I'm sayin

I'm eatin some hot fries you know what I'm sayin

A nigga slid nigga (We just left the store nigga)

You know what I'm sayin

But I was dumpin though on my mama (On gang)

And I ain't drop my chips bitch ass nigga (Boom boom!)

Boom boom boom!

[Chorus]

Got a big ass clip for a bitch ass crip

Walk down with a bla-blade then let it rip

Trynna up from the hip, Lil Tay wet em up like a ship

You finna get smoked like a skimp

The 30 gymnastics who trynna get flipped

Yo partna a ho I'm Cyraq the pimp

The drac' in my pants I walk with a limp

I still shot back I was eatin some chips

Try to take somn' you gon die standin

Told him stay up he gon die, bet it

Jump out fly you gon die landin

I'm sweet she gon eat a nigga like some candy

Wherever, whenever, get put on a stretcher

I'm flashin my money but I'm not a felxer

His face hit the flo' on the side of his weapon

Then high speed chase, I'm finna call Lester

[Verse]

Get too close we gon dump at the law

A short nigga bustin, that's all that he saw

I make her eat up while she makin a call

Her sister and cousin I'm fuckin em all

And her best friend, she gave me that look

Lil bro gon blow he ain't get shit took

32 shots if you throw a hook

I spurred him in class cuz he threw a book

I remember them days, and now it's okay

'Em 30s or Glocks, get shot in the face

Don't got us a way, Imma shoot us a way

Top Shoota hop out, yo shoota gon lay

Make a facial expression, we dumpin that mud

32 shots delayin yo luck

Catch you in there Imma dump in the club

He saw me and froze, he knew what it was

He shakin and shit but he already popped

He reach in his pocket I bet he get shot

We can bet yo life yo partna gon die

Don't ask if she fuckin you know she gon lie

You trustin that ho then you gotta be dumb

I play in my shootouts it gotta be fun

Car hop for a pole, it gotta be one

Shoot a nigga off a tree, why he hung?

[Chorus]

Got a big ass clip for a bitch ass crip

Walk down with a bla-blade then let it rip

Trynna up from the hip, Lil Tay wet em up like a ship

You finna get smoked like a skimp

The 30 gymnastics who trynna get flipped

Yo partna a ho I'm Cyraq the pimp

The drac' in my pants I walk with a limp

I still shot back I was eatin some chips

Try to take somn' you gon die standin

Told him stay up he gon die, bet it

Jump out fly you gon die landin

I'm sweet she gon eat a nigga like some candy

Wherever, whenever, get put on a stretcher

I'm flashin my money but I'm not a felxer

His face hit the flo' on the side of his weapon

Then high speed chase, I'm finna call Lester