[Intro]

(Drip)

Yeah, man, whole lot of gang shit, man

And I'm off the Perc in this bitch, whole lot of GMM shit, man

Run up on me, man, hold on, you know?

[Verse]

The loudest in the room gon' be the one that die first

Tired of semis, so I bought a fully just to hear burst (Come here, come here)

Death and jail come with this shit (Where you goin'?), so if you scared, then go to church (Go to church, nigga)

Chase a nigga down with ease, before the drill, I popped a Perc' (Huh?)

They know Grouchyy known to spin

Opps be duckin' when I bend (Where you goin'?)

I bounce right out, swing the door and shoot from deep like Jeremy Lin (Grr, from long)

And my opps ain't been on shit

They be steady callin' quits

We high-speed the state troopers, bust a left and make 'em drip (Damn)

My opps steady dyin', Flukey (Huh?)

Man, they ass don't enough (They don't)

And I love my glizzy 10, so I always keep it tucked

Catch a goofy from the other side and Wooski fill him up (Fill up)

Me and Timmy somethin' like Zach and Cody, bailin' out them trucks

He ain't got no rank inside his hood, his ass just in the way (His ass in the way)

Shoutout GMM, them my lil' dogs, you play and watch you lay

Love Gen5 Glocks, but it's just about this Drac'

Tryna double check the coffin, we might pull up at the wake (Damn)