[Intro]

Like what, like what?

Like what, like what? (Every opp shot nigga)

Grrah, grrah-grrah, boom

Berry (Berry)

Every opp shot, nigga

Its that Tdot nigga (Like what, like what?)

Ayo, suck my dick (Grrah)

Why niggas keep mentionin' my name, like? (On bro)

Grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah (Like what, like what?)

[Verse]

Oh, he wanna diss? Bet

I bet this .40 gon put him to rest

300K, on the set

Y'all was just in my hood being fans for the 'net

I bet if I hit 'em, hollows leave 'em stretched

Tell 'em niggas, "Get up off my dick"

Like, these niggas be rappin' like they catchin' hits

We gon' spin 50 Locus, run up in his crib

And he lucky he fuck with my sister

I got 300 shots 'cause I'm 300 Killer

Oh, that's Velly? Stunna, back out Kelly

If it jam, he get beat like Roscoe in the deli

Free Jelly, smoke Berry

300K, I catch Mula, he deady

Fuck all this politickin', is ya ready?

How your name "Set Da Trend", but nigga name is Jerry

Grrah, grrah

First one we see gettin' put in a box

Grrah, grrah

Told Stunna, "Don't geek", when he totin' the knocks

EBK, EBS, every opp shot

They like, "Tdot buggin', you on hots"

Spin through the Sev', we tryna catch a Flock

We gon' do 'em like Nazzy, hit 'em in his top

Grrah, grrah

Two twin Glocks with unlimited shots

Grrah, grrah

I know a opp that went out with his chop (Jacob)

Bando my demon, dumpin' every shot

He keep clickin' 'til his body drop

And free my son TMac, livin' on the Rock

Send a kite in the spot and get that nigga shot