[Intro]

Two words for you

Squad squad

Double s o shit man

Willtharapper man

Couple shotz in the Glock

We might just spend on your Glock

Hold up do I see an op rolled down the window and sent out some shotz

I hear the cops n* let's go leave his ass on the rocks

Wipe off the Glocks leave them stashed in the box

Drive [?] the blocks

Couple shotz in the Glock

We might just spend on your Glock

Hold up do I see an op rolled down the window and sent out some shotz

I hear the cops n* let's go leave his ass on the rocks

Wipe off the Glocks leavе them stashed in the box

Drivе [?] don’t dash to the blocks

[Verse 1]

I got them shotz young n* with a lot of heart

Young n* with a lot of guap

You a killer but you do a lot of talk

My shooter just shoot he ain’t gotta talk

We just pull up at night then we walk it down

Let me catch at night while you walking around

Let him [?] the clip and they all go down

Don’t come up all on all us they try to [?]

Smoking no dope I [?]

Speeding in traffic [?] like I’m trying to car

N* shoot in the air fuck you trying to start

N* told no thirties but they shoot with their eyes closed

Bitch ass n* out to shoot with a blindfold

Six ain’t a limit cause that’s what my nine hold

Shoot at his trunk turn his whip to a prime coat damn

Pull up the dogs when we get out wait for his ass like the [?]

N* talk stupid his clip hit his head and bring that special lead out

Knocking his head out n* be beefing when I bring the bread out

N* be hating when I show my paper

N* be jealous like I owe them favors

N* want beef I pull up like I cater

All of those the only chips we get them waiters

Not worried about nobody on paper

You ran away you get moved like I work for you hard

The shit we be drilling could go through a wall

You say you gone shoot but you don’t you just stall

Believe you don’t shit by the ball

And I get you killed with a split second call

Pull out while you post to get left a poster on the wall

And if you want to smoke some dope I get to smoke like some dope

While I just smoke some dope smoking no pressure this shit make you choke

Have you feel like a genie this shit make you float

I roll the thumbs and I go to the grammys a n* talk stupid we beat up his family

He talk to the cop he gets popped like a xany

These rap n* sweeter than candy

My nina got sixteen kids with her like she was a nanny

You play on my image you’ll find me

Rappers be lying they think the shit dandy

Pulled up in the phantom cause bitch n* daddy

Pulled up in [?] and blow with his rubber and flow more to move on

Show on the [?] got managers calling try to book me I ran out of numbers

I swear it's go booked for the summer

I play with them bands like I look for drama

This bitch told me call her I looked for her number

So what she looked bad like them bitches on [?]

I won’t trust a bitch never ever put that on my mother

I could put that on my squad

I could put that on my game

Ran up my numbers text him for a show

So you act by three o’s

I could put that on your brain

Riding with loco he told in the [?]

Sit on my door like it’s total

Look at your lip turn this face to her logo

Tell John take some shots

While your ass to a [?]

I flick my ash on the dash

[?] right here was gas

Bitch my passion my past

She gave me head so a n* might crash

[Hook]

Couple of shotz in the glass

We might just spend on your block

Hold up do I see a op roll down the window and hit at his top

I hear the cops n* let's go leave his ass on the rocks

Wipe off the Glocks leave them stashed in the box

And drive with some sense don’t dash to the block

Couple of shotz in the glass

We might just spend on your block

Hold up do I see a op roll down the window send out some shots

I hear the cops n* let's go leave his ass on the rocks

Wipe off the Glocks leave them stashed in the box

And drive with some sense don’t dash to the block