[Intro]

Fuck, fuck, fuck

Watch out, watch out, watch out, watch out

[Verse]

Pushed up, thought y'all had the one, y'all ain't havin' nothin'

When I touched down, thought I was gon' lose my mind, thought I was gon' be geeked

Havin' two guns, I got extra guns, havin' extras

I be drippin', I'm talkin' 'bout fuckin' drippin', ranch dressing

If you sent it, you sent fake shots, we didn't get the message, fuck

When I first touch down, the Glock in my bookbag

Know he easy to get finessed, he a douche bag

Nigga bitin' my drip, copy the new swag

Too many hoes at the spot, we can't do that

Too many hoes at the spot, we gotta do that

If we find out nigga cop, be done blew back

Every time the ho get fucked, she get a new tat

Fuck nigga told me he gon' buck, where your proof at?

Bitch ran off with my cup, bring my juice back

Lil' twin 'nem think I got luck the way I shoot that

Real aim, catch a bullseye

Different drugs, nigga get too geeked

This my favorite gun, this bitch undefeated

Havin' hella funds, drip on my feet

Nigga give me somethin', it flipped in a week

Fine shit lipstick on my cheek

Nigga wanna trade, stripped for his heat

You already paid, you gettin' skimped for your weed

Racks and Glock, that's somethin' I need

Still on the block, nobody don't leave

No safety on the Glock and it got quick squeeze

We rollin' up 'za, probably got the best weed

Lil' twin got it hot, now everybody gotta leave

I ain't sick of gettin' this money, I got a disease

Realtree drippin', jump out your Tree

Nigga think he know me, run off with P's

Pull up to a show, they pull on my sleeve

This my fourth cup today

This my fourth cup today

Different los, boy, I know where you stay

On that drank bad, I'm havin' delay

I don't trap, but I'm servin' today

Tryna get high, but I'm not tryna pay

These niggas pie, I just pull out my plate

On the sidewalk, my whip gon' get on

On the sidewalk, my whip get on

Ran up racks, put drip on

Lil' gang 'dem trap off flip phones

And the drank got me sleep like melatonin

I wasn't even tryna fuck, tryna catch the face

Twin catch him in the alley, tryna run away

I can't stick around the trap, I got another play

I gotta dump my gun and make another day

Niggas spooked to speak up, what that boy say?

I went down and came up on my parlay

I'ma shoot, my Glock gon' run out

I'ma shoot, my ammo gon' run out

Tell the truth, your ammo gon' sit there

Alley-oop, my partner gon' grand slam

12 spooked, I'm movin' my hand 'round

I'm a troop, no, them troops ain't with me

Dripped out, I be more dripped than broken pipes

Tripped out, she think she know what I like

High as fuck, I be smokin' on kite

Wigged out, you still shoot in the sky

Pill popper, that boy think he wanna fight

Nine-inch stick, it got a sight

Peer pressure to do them drugs, they might

Everybody strapped up, they dyke

Cap to 12, when they push up, I turn white

Me and lil' twin, we might buck the gunfight

Fuck

[Outro]

Fuck, fuck, fuck

Watch out, watch out