[Intro]

Mm, mm, clap, mm, mm, clap

Mm, mm, clap, mm, mm, clap (Yeah)

Mm, mm, clap (Yeah), mm, mm, clap (Yeah)

Mm, mm, clap, mm, mm

Look (Yeah)

[Chorus]

I know you trap, but, shit, I got a bag too (Got a bag too)

Look, I know you rap, but I can make a rap too (Make a rap too)

You keep on chancin' 'bout that bopper, I'ma bend and whack you (Yeah)

Hang 'round niggas I wanna whack 'cause I'ma bend to whack you (Yeah)

You say you get shit smacked, but we the ones you call to smack a bitch (Know that we raw)

Behind five-percent where my partner on the smack a bitch (Smack a bitch)

Smokin' pressure leaves, this the shit that make you— ah

This that shit that make you sneeze and I'm the type to make you bleed (Yeah)

[Verse]

Uh, uh, bitch, I murder shit, I'm on murder shit, uh (Murder shit, murder shit)

I know you hеard of me and how I murdered jit (And how I murdеred jit)

Caught him lackin', so I walked down with a 30 stick

I hop out with that Glock out, bend that shit up, somethin' to talk 'bout (Woo)

He make it, then it's my fault (Then it's my fault)

Know I'm outrageous, you gon' think you heard a baby when them 12 gauges get their rocks out

Put him on the pavement, he must think I'm crazy playin' possum

This new generation give him more than three when he tap out (When he tap)

Surf through their section, got the drop, I'm finna drop him (Drop him)

He been talkin' out his chest too much, watch how I'm finna pop him (Pop)

Catch you flyin' on that dirt bike, fully K, watch how I step him (Grr, grr, grr)

Put that bitch on your lil' partner, I ain't stuntin' when I spot you (I see you)

Yeah, you want his head? I want it too

You want him dead? I want him too (I want him too)

Bro paint him red, I paint him too (Ah)

He think I'm scared, watch what I do

Still got his dreads and got his head gone (And got his head gone)

They know it's gon' be a murder, they said he was dead wrong

It's cool, kill him, bounce out, drill him

Play with that money, pin him

Look out for the hoes, finna rent 'em

I'ma take his soul, I ain't gon' cap (Ah)

The moment he lack put him in the blender

That's your nigga and you lost, so take losses

[Chorus]

I know you trap, but, shit, I got a bag too (I got a bag too)

Look, I know you rap, but I can make a rap too (i can make a rap too)

You keep on chancin' 'bout that bopper, I'ma bend and whack you

Hang 'round niggas I wanna whack 'cause I'ma bend to whack you (Yeah)

You say you get shit smacked, but we the ones you call to smack a bitch (Know where he at)

Behind five-percent where my partner on the smack a bitch (On that smack a bitch)

Smokin' pressure leaves, this the shit that make you— ah

This that shit that make you sneeze and I'm the type to make you bleed (Bitch)

[Outro]

Boom, boom, clap, boom, boom, clap (Yeah)

Boom, boom, clap (Yeah), boom, boom, clap (Yeah)

Boom, boom, clap (Yeah), boom, boom, clap (Yeah)

Boom, boom, (Yeah), boom, boom, yeah

You hear me, you know it's good to hear me but the moment you go to trippin'

Like, yeah, you just hear me

You gon' make the bag and make it, I'm gon' take everything you ever made

Bitch-ass, that's it right there

Boom, boom, clap, boom, boom, hear me

Boom, boom, yeah, boom, boom, yeah

Boom, boom, yeah, boom, boom, yeah

Mm, yeah