[Intro]

Uh

I smoke Gunna, I smoke Gunna, I smoke Gunna, I smoke

I smoke Gunna, I smoke

Oh, it's startin' to feel like I can't make

Oh, oh

[Verse]

It's startin' to feel like I can't make songs, unless the killers with me

My old head said he like how I get dealin', that's just the killer in me

And I make murder music, not forever, I just want the killer to feel me

And I jump out by myself, I don't need nothin', I just need some killer in me

Jump out four deep, that's a wreck, but his dumbass ran, we started chasin'

My door was locked, I tried to jump out the window, I ain't got no fuckin' patience

And I'ma say this shit, evеry time a nigga play, the ER gon' get a patiеnt

Right now, it's an epidemic on killin' like they had crack back in the 80s

You run your life bitch, you better cherish it 'fore you fuckin' lose it

And my opps don't shoot shit, the only time they slide is in they fuckin' music

I told my mom that I shoot shit, she said "Son, you out there fuckin' boolin'"

I'm on a jail call, tuck my fire, that's why they call me fat, fuckin' stupid

I gave my all to rap and if this shit don't work, then I'm back in them Johnnys

And we cook shit for free, so imagine what we do when they pay for the body

And I'm stuck on the bed, it's checks on niggas' head, but I know Walkdown got 'em

And everybody knows that once I spot him, then I fuckin' got him

I got a thousand inboxes, thirty sent through the mail, so I got shot [?]

You hit his body, and then you go up top, hit his head, that's how you do it

And if I jump out on your block with a kill switch, can't nobody stop me

And I'm a lockdown defender, I protect the paint like I'm Dennis Rodman