[Intro]

Two white shooters they hang with their cousins

Buckshot came with a muzzle

Sending that nigga straight home to his mother

Ha!

[Pre-Chorus]

I did a hit in a hijab

Send him straight to allah during Ramadan

He said he not tryna eat in the daytime

I gave him hollow tips since eating em' breakfast

Horseback riding

Look like she doin recitals

Shooting not reading the bible

Rate of survival

Percentage dropping the hours

I'm never cuffed, never titled

{Chorus]

You and your niggas be moving like Diddy

Hmph

Like hoes No ID cities

Lil nigga be praying on minors

Ew

Pull up to the show, get litty

Niggas try to call me out on my name

Cause I'm rockin' that Hello Kitty

(Okay)

Two Glocks, got em side by side, point it at you

Lil niggas come shoot out with me

{Hook]

My niggas muzzle the damn mouth

Blow up the whole house

Reload it, then crouch

Twenty-five bullets, I got 'em in two pouches

Chop up a nigga, then takin' the loot out

Swing with a hook, then I'm knockin' the tooth out

High in the party, I'm smokin' that boof' out

Swervin' the wheel of the whip with the opps on the block

I swear to god I'm takin' the crew out

[Verse]

Look over my shoulder, Where nick at?

Shooter behind me, don't look back

Tory Lanez throwin' hits where your legs at

We throwin' shots where his head at

Tighten a couple of screws in the head cap

I think I'm goin' insane with my dreads at?

(Bow Bow)

That was the sound of my get back

He gettin' up told my shooter go bet that up

Okay, I think I needed to breathe or break up

Comin' in straight to the crib, I'm breakin'

Legs in the back, said her body's shakin'

That nigga on some (no) timing

I get inside of my bag, I'm rhymin'

She tryna say she not thot, she lyin'

She lookin' good in her face, I'll buy it

Nevermind, Not buying nothin' at all

I said that I wanna link

And that i'm pulling up

And she answer with nothin' but drawls

Niggas say, "Give with the beats"

I said, "It's a bet, hold on, 'cause I'm makin' a call"

Nigga went back out the door

Left him on the road

Nigga got hung with no clothes

Shit, pause

{Bridge]

Creepin'

Had the back door open, I walked in

Got a couple groupies, they from London

Feel like Drake Chop, givin' one dance

Nigga back-doored by his own man

And I'm hopin' it's still open

Got my hands pressed, 'cause I'm still hopin'

He gon' swallow a hollow, he still chokin'

You can chat all you want, you got no tokens

Had to pass up to the hoes 'cause they both broken

Two dyk* lil twins and they both totin

She assumin' position, it's still open

[Outro]

Ha, yeah, she knowin' what's up

I double my cup

Releasing a nut

A couple of addicts, they slippin' on fentanyl

Dunking like Giannis I play for the bucks

If its up then its stuck

I feel like a hilbil'

Slidin' around in a big back truck

We slidin' around with the red flags right in the back

Them niggas know that it's us

Yah