Lyrics
(Guru, this is fire)
You ain't never caught no body, you ain't hit nothing with your blick
You ain't never caught a goofy nigga, took him for his kit
You ain't never treat that bird in a high speed on the dicks
You ain't never walked in Saks and put balenci' on your bitch
We gon' kill you in the middle if you don't know who to pick
Rapid fire, this bitch spit, (brrt-brrt)
7.62 my new bitch, 7.62, I can't miss, dumped the drac' and watch him split
Niggas hoes, they ain't on shit, all they wanna do is diss
All that trollin' on the net, it got your mans restin' in piss
Dude died, know they sick, bitch, it ain't cheap to look like this
But if a nigga try to play, I'm quick to hop out, fuck this fit
Pressin' hard, they wanna quit, flippin' niggas on they shit
Opps say that they got get back, but really, they ass ain't did shit
Came through shootin' and they missed, but still went and made a diss
That's that shit that make me mad and get to slidin' all through y'all shit
It's me, Q50 and 'Quise, I guarantee we ain't gon' miss
Left what's his name on that strip, he tried to run, then he tripped, oops
Haha, he tried to run, then he tripped, oops
Lil' Q50 jump out all black, a nigga died after that
Niggas fuck around, need a new spot to go trap at
We don't need no get back, niggas gotta come and get it
Touch my chain, I'ma send a nigga swimmin' with the fishes
I pop Percs, I pop Addy, nigga, that's how I fuck my bitches
Give me a mask, give me a fifty, watch a nigga, he goin' missin'
I'm a savage, ain't no question, I'ma take on all missions
Out here gildin' through the bity, niggas know we run this bitch
Free Four-Two, need dog food? Hit the phone, we got that shit
Take the wood and leave the what, nigga, you know we need that kit
Off the Percs, I be tweakin', got my trigger finger itchin'
Run up on a nigga, hit his ass with these fuckin' switches
On my first one, I caught three, swear to god, I'm kind of different
Got some blood and got addicted, like the grinch, I cancel Christmas
We caught what's his name and left his ass, now it's hot around 6 district
Me and my bitch, we fuckin' bitches, they tried to box us in, we hit it
You don't wanna see me bail out up that FN, FN with them switches (brrt-brrt)
Brrt-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow-baow
Bitch-ass niggas, y'all know how the fuck we bummin', man
Gang shit, we on some big three shit, man
Die, play ball, you bitch-ass niggas
Splick, splat, splat
Splat gang