[Intro]

He was running away, he pullin' a Ricky

I was cutting, 'cause I put the button on niggas, he stumbling, he feeling dizzy

Shitbag, I seen him throw up his lunch, he was running awa-

Shitbag, I seen him throw up his lunch, he running away, he pullin' a Ricky

Shitbag, I seen him throw up his lunch, he running away, what

Shitbag, I seen him throw up his lunch, Yea

Shitbag, I seen him (throw up his lunch)

[Verse 1]

Shitbag, he smelled gun smoke, make sure its blood, he feelin' shitty

I was cutting, 'cause I put the button on niggas, he stumbling, he feeling dizzy

I ain't never met Drake, but I promise I really was backseat riding with Drizzy

I was running them down, when I first started seein' them trip, I was hitting the griddy

What the fuck is a Spank? How y'all changing y'all name? I thought it was Stizzy

Niggas speaking on bro, but Rah still missing his brother, what happened to Nizzy?

S.W.A.T. kickin down cribs, they think we the reason them switches was flooding the city

I can shoot me a 3, or I can come close, and show you I worked on my mitty

[Verse 2]

You trusting a girl? You dumb motherfucker, these bitches be crappy as shit

I love 10s, ButtahB love it when you got the box on the g26

Rearranging his mitt, they couldn't ID it was him when they looked at his pics

A nigga gon' make it off better just hanging himself instead of running from me 'till he trip

A nigga might make it out better just hanging himself

My bitch mad, I've been swinging the belt

I came in the crib, she ain't even ask me about it, but she seen the stain on the belt

Acting different, you changing yourself

Hoop or Die, I left brains on the shelf

You could lead all them niggas to water, but they ain't gon' drink it if they ain't been training theyselves

[Verse 3]

I ain't tryna live in the moment, but if I did, Ima tell you its death in the air

Nigga gon' die if he play with the Hoops, you better off tryna go have sex with a bear

Really inhaling the dead, when I'm flaming the wood, I can hear niggas scream when it flare

Backwood punching the lungs, I ain't faking or nothing, I can hear when they fighting in there

I can feel when they fight in my chest

I think the Glock 29 was the best

Flaming his face, it was burning his flesh

I can teach you to make you a mess

Jumpshot green, they was calling me Steph

Right hand, Jay, I was leaving them left

Pumpfake, cross, get a lay, I'm the best

Get you a check, bitches give you they neck

[Outro]

Swervin', nigga

Kyreemo Irving, nigga

Crack a 4, nobody on the 5, we gon' go bend the 8

Every time we get out the car, nigga, somebody rolling up, 'cause I ain't come for nothing

Roll up, and bro know he don't even got to check his Citizens app, that shit green

Yea, keep all that, nigga, no cap

Crack a 4