[Intro]

Sebz Beats, baby

[Chorus: Russ Millions]

Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)

Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)

I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)

Doggy that, break her back into two

Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon

With bare gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah, bullet)

Tryna shoot mans head, try take off the roof (Shatai)

Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)

Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)

I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)

Doggy that, break her back into two

Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon

With barе gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah)

Tryna shoot mans hеad, try take off the roof (Shatai)

[Verse 1: CH & Buni]

I hate when a girl wanna chat-chat

Act if you come round here, we gon' spin right back

Yes, it's funny till now, [?] ten

If GMD then you're more than a friend

If we pull up on you, I'm predictin' death

Guns, money and drugs, we're some violent men

Tuck two-step with a two-step, if we're two-step guys in white just setting up tents

PR hit like hi-hats, that's my size that, babe, don't mind that

CH that's my slime that, four roll action, blow your whole mind back

Yo, get back, GMD never set back

Yo, let that anywhere, gang press that

Select that, any type, we get that

Gunshot, dead boy, resurrect that

[Chorus: Russ Millions]

Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)

Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)

I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)

Doggy that, break her back into two

Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon

With bare gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah, bullet)

Tryna shoot mans head, try take off the roof (Shatai)

[Verse 2: RA & YV]

I might spread more burners, GBH in an attempted murder

Still takin' Ls, but it's [?] I'm learnin'

Touch-touch boy and we spinnin' for certain

Rise up for bro, anytime that you know this

[?] got gotty, got crushin' up Focus

Lucky, I do it, had a wap ting with a smoke ting

Cous' got tints, biggie, do not approach this

My white ting got a back like Alexis Texas

My brownin' got a clean extension

Make the place get dark inspection

Creep in ya head like a brain infection

Bad things with the right intention

Thought that the ting was a game like Tetris

Free my dawgs inside, that's benchin'

My [?] ting got a back, that's mental

[Chorus: Russ Millions]

Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)

Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)

I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)

Doggy that, break her back into two

Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon

With bare gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah, bullet)

Tryna shoot mans head, try take off the roof (Shatai)

Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)

Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)

I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)

Doggy that, break her back into two

Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon

With bare gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah, bullet)

Tryna shoot mans head, try take off the roof (Shatai)