[Verse 1: killjae]

We gon' send 'em blicks

Nigga, start playin' with killjae, he [?]

N-Niggas, they be switchin' up like bitches, 'know how this shit get

I ain't tryna argue with no bitches, I'm tryna take a trip

10-5 Glock, fuck that Smith'

Bitch call my phone, ain't talkin' 'bout shit

AK-47, got a muzzle, and it still gon' hit

I-I just shot the nigga inna brick'

Bitch, I hit the train, man, fuck that brick

All these niggas actin' all gangsta, that Glock hit 'em

Like, I wasn't gang, he get popped, nigga

Pull up steady, got the gang, come get shot, nigga

I don't like the death, but I drop niggas

It's a real Glock, not no prop, nigga

We pop opp', get you popped, nigga

I don't like that chop off the top, nigga, yuh, uh

I don't race off the top, these niggas scared to try they dot

The AR shot, feel like Kay Flock

I'm on gang way, man, I can't stop, yuh

AR Pistols, hit that boy, and they cry

Bitch, I'm with the mob, what you talkin' hot, tell that nigga no, get your block shot, yuh

[Bridge: Nettspend]

Two up, two-

Two up, two down

Yuh, uh, two up, two down

Two up, two-

[Verse 2: Nettspend]

Yuh, run down on 'em

This gun, bitch, in your party, bitch, I get down

Back in school, I was a class clown, and now they wanna fuck-

Chill, baby, 'cause I got this cash now

If I told you one thing, I'm lyin' to your ass, girl

Big ass, brought sticks in the club, yuh

Like, ARP, chill

[?], big Glock on they ass, and I shoot it now

On they block, see me drill

Me and Zuro on that bitch, off a pill, just chill, with 1c, to kill

Got that gun in the field, and, bitch, I pop 'em, just kill

Just run up in the cut-