[Verse]

Back to my old self, I'm back to the trenches

Think he gon' buck on my 5, boy, he trippin'

Aim for your top, I ain't aim for no kidney

Dots on the back of the Glock, I'm trippin'

Posted on the opp block, nigga I'm with it

Lil twin wiggin', tryna catch him a fitted

I'm in the trap all night, committed

Don't ask me what I got in, just ask me my ticket

(?) money, I pour me a 50

Damn, aunty like "who got the dope in the kitchen"

She tryna throw all my shit, she trippin'

Only one out here takin' all these risks

I got the blues in my britches

I got the two for a fuck nigga attitude

Nigga play with me, imma fix it

Call my micro draco bruce lee

Cause this bih just be kickin'

Shoot at the ground, tryna kill all the snakes

Pussy ass nigga, I knew you was fake, I had sensed it

Choppa so loud, that bitch shit sound like a quake

Way that frozed up, they be shootin' precision

Get the fuck up, hear the whine in my engine

Gotta hit the za, give me way more energy

All that dick ridin', put you feminine

Flag on the play, nigga [?]

Threw the perc back, then I turn into a gremlin

All these hoes love me, I don't get it

Foenem say, is it the money

Or is it the way I be handlin' my business

Duckin' the feds, I can't do no sentence

Duckin' the feds, I can't do no sentence

Nigga i'm too pimp, to love these women

Hit [?]

Count that boy up, I'm a crazy defender

[?], call it dilemma

New strap nigga, I was made for a pistol

Glock boy, shit, got my name from the pistol