[Intro]

He want the beef like it’s Five Guys

I’m in the trap with the chickens like Popeyes

Circle yo block and we doing a drive-by

Bitch we tote weapons that look they sci-fi

Garbage rappers in my dm’s no reply

Aim with the dot and i’m shooting like bullseye

I catch an opp in my muh fucking eyesight

Make a wrong move then i’m telling him bye, bye

[Verse 1]

Pull up, get popped with a pump

I whip out that choppa and let that bitch dump

If i see ya chain, than you getting jumped

We pull up and bang, we pop out wit drums

That boi is a punk, he gettin slumped

I’m grippin a Glock while you moving thumbs

You talking on twitter, I play wit the guns

I if i catch an opp then he better run

He want the beef like it’s Five Guys

I’m in the trap with the chickens like Popeyes

Circle yo block and we doing a drive-by

Bitch we tote weapons that look they sci-fi

Garbage rappers in my dm’s no reply

Aim with the dot and i’m shooting like bullseye

I catch an opp in my muh fucking eyesight

Make a wrong move then i’m telling him bye, bye

[Verse 2]

Lil bitch we uppin the murder rate

Up on his block and we make it disintegrate

Sippin on tec while you sippin on Gatorade

Smoking on gas till i muh fucking fade away

You cannot fuck with me, bitch i’m a renegade

I’m out of ammo, I switch to my razorblade

Mask on my face like we playing a masquerade

Squeeze on that tec, make that pussy boy pass away

Shoot up yo block bitch, pop out wit chopsticks

You getting mopped bitch, yuh

Bitch im a prophet, you dont make profit

Pussy boi stop it, ayy

Toting a rocket, pull up and cock it

Knock off yo top, bitch

Blade in my pocket, stabbed in the socket

He drip like a faucet