[Intro]

S.I. bitch

Star nines, everything

Got them guns

Sell crack all day, 0.2's

[Verse]

I've been a G since a young age

Gunplay leave your face on the front page

12 gauge leave your head where your leg lays

I ain't lying grab the Maggie let the lead spray

And who cares what you fucking think

Get left with holes in your fucking mink

I ain't snitching on a fucking thing

Remand me or let me go, I ain't listening

So keep thinking that I'm pussy

I'ma squeeze 'til your face get gushy

The nine to my face, said he'll clap me but would he?

When I get the chance, I'll leave his brain in his hoodie

Your boys are pricks and so is your olders

Butch will clap the Star and leave your brains on your shoulders

Try and chat for my click, you'll be gone in a sec

With Nuttie with the Mac, and me with the Tec

Revolvers clap leave your headback open

I'm a G, I'ma ride with an omen

Closed caskets 'cause I'ma leave your headback open

.357 Magnum, I be clapping it at 'em

This is SN, S Capone clap chrome

Leave a nigga clapped holmes, don't mess about

Aiming for you fat dome, don't test me out

When I get the nine chrome, I'll empty out

Straight home visits, no talking in beef

I let the chrome mimic

Try and back your chat

Leave your rass head on your lap

'Cause if it's beef I'ma rass my strap

I'ma rass the gat, I'ma rass the Mac

Leave your brain where your chain is and worse than that

You think we're murdering beats, this is more than rap

This is SN bitch, I spit fire on tracks