[Intro]

Yeah, aye

Fully automatic on me right now nigga

Fifty

Yeah, I ain't going for shit nigga

Finna' up it

(Aye we live in this motherfucker turnt?)

Sito, Sito, Sito

[Chorus]

Lean back, shoot nigga

I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them

We strapped up, man we move like the troops

I stay military I ain't rocking no suit

Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?

I don't know about you, yall niggas some new niggas

Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot nigga

I'm fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop nigga

[Verse]

I'm riding in a foreign, it don't got no roof nigga

Fuck that rap shit, nigga I'm really a drug dealer

Was popping niggas just for fun nigga

You got some tattoos on your face but you ain't no real killer

Red, white, and blue just like Hilfiger

I'm on thе block with the plug, he really got six figurеs

I'm at the roundtable but this shit ain't no Thanksgiving

I'm wrapping bricks up but this shit ain't no [?] crystals

And my shoes red bottoms but this ain't no new Christians

I'm in L.A. and you know I'm fucking with two bitches

Got some young niggas on the block, them niggas just [?]

I got some young niggas on the game, they really some young niggas

I ain't no rap nigga, man I really be [?]

I talk to god everyday but a nigga just still sinning

I'm talking about life, I'm really too deep in it

In the projects and I got your freak in it

Off them drugs now she sneaking and geek with it

On the scene I be shooting like Cole Bennett

You better ask around, know my whole team winning

I caught a nigga lacking, gave him that cold feeling

Shot a nigga partner but we gon' keep spinning

I was locked up in that cell, I was still tripping

I hit that nigga with the Glock now he still trending

I lost my mother in the game and I'm still tripping

[Chorus]

Lean back, shoot nigga

I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them

We strapped up, man we move like the troops

I stay military I ain't rocking no suit

Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?

I don't know about you, yall niggas some new niggas

Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot nigga

Fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop nigga

[Chorus]

Lean back, shoot nigga

I got a hundred shooters, I don't gotta' recruit them

We strapped up, man we move like the troops

I stay military I ain't rocking no suit

Pressure on you, what the fuck you gon' do?

I don't know about you, yall niggas some new niggas

Got tat's on your face but you ain't gon' shoot nigga

Fucking on your bitch, that hoe she the swoop nigga

[Outro]

Aye

Foreign