44 aimed right at your dome

Now he still like a garden gnome

Lil bro gon run back home

Aye lil bro watch your tone

Aye bro stay out of our zone

Over here we all well known

Called up his girl on his phone

100 till the day im gone

He gon run if he see the choppa

And baby gon call me big poppa

She gon crazy gotta stop her

Don't judge, I ain't shot her

Aye Judge, he ain't the father

He talked shit had to wash him

The cops comin hold yo posture

Caught him slurpin on pasta

"take a shortcut" "nah we can't go that way"

Come on bro don't play

He keep talkin we gon spray

You know what wе gon say

Scare a nigga like he saw ghost facе

You know we waiting both ways

We been waitin all day

He keep talkin he gon catch a fade

You know we stay on the hunt

You know his bitch a munch

Catch all of em in a bunch

She soakin up like a sponge

Now I caught him in the mix

Hit em with the stick

Like bro im a first round pick

Might just go to the knicks