[Intro]

Indigo

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ain't no breakin' down

Okay, Embasin

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

Been on full throttle, ain't no breaking down (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]

I been on full throttle, ain't no breaking down

If we see we got 'em, we gon' take 'em down

Locked up in the gallow now I'm breaking out

I got one up in the chamber, I'ma break you down

[Chorus]

Aim it at a opp, I'ma let it fly, yeah

I got plenty mops, I got plenty fire

Let them bitches sing, bet they sound like choirs

I got plenty rank, I'ma leave 'em dying

Aim it at a opp, I'ma let it fly, yeah

I got plenty mops, I got plenty fire

Let them bitches sing, bet they sound like choirs

I got plenty rank, I'ma leave 'em dying

[Verse]

Big sticks on me, man, they thought I was a caveman (Shh)

Pull up with the Taliban, they thought I was Arabic (Yeah)

If we start dumpin' we gon' leave 'em on the pavement (Boom)

Dark side nigga, we gon' leave him where he stand (Yeah)

Wish a nigga would, he gettin' carved (Yeah)

Headshot him, if he die, I'm at large

.30 on the hip, if he try, oh my God

For the graveyard kids, I'm a don, I'm a God (Yeah)

Swing that big ass choppa 'til my arm is aching (Yeah)

With my regiment, the artillery shaking (Oh)

Bustin' out the roof to the top and the basement (Woah-woah)

Molly have a suit and a mob in the making (Yeah)

We gon' drive to shoot and left fam where you prayin'

Aim it at cahoots, we let loose at your man (Bah)

Starlight (Starlight), pull up (Pull up)

Damn right (Damn right), pull up (Pull up)

He ride down with the coolant (Coolant)

And the shadow right there and he doomin' (Doomin')

That's a challenge right there we pursuin' ('Suin')

Plenty nightmares I influence ('Fluence)

[Pre-Chorus]

I been on full throttle, ain't no breaking down

If we see we got 'em, we gon' take 'em down

Locked up in the gallow now I'm breaking out

I got one up in the chamber, I'ma break you down

[Chorus]

Aim it at a opp, I'ma let it fly, yeah

I got plenty mops, I got plenty fire

Let them bitches sing, bet they sound like choirs

I got plenty rank, I'ma leave 'em dying

Aim it at a opp, I'ma let it fly, yeah

I got plenty mops, I got plenty fire

Let them bitches sing, bet they sound like choirs

I got plenty rank, I'ma leave 'em dying

[Outro]

Aim it at a opp, I'ma let it fly, yeah

I got plenty mops, I got plenty fire

Let them bitches sing, bet they sound like choirs

I got plenty rank, I'ma leave 'em dying

Aim it at a opp, I'ma let it fly, yeah

I got plenty mops, I got plenty fire

Let them bitches sing, bet they sound like choirs

I got plenty rank, I'ma leave 'em dying