What They Gon Say

Bullets gon' beam, we gon' aim at his neck (yeah)

Act a fool when I move with this TEC

King of the Bronx, niggas know I'm the best (yeah)

Speak on a dead nigga, you could be next

Bullets gon' beam, we gon' aim at his neck

Act a fool when I move with this TEC

King of the Bronx, niggas know I'm the best

Speak on a dead nigga, you could be next (grrrt, boom)

I got shooters like it's Golden State (baow)

If he play, he get hit in his face

Hop out, chase down, shots on the 8 (grt, baow)

Poppa got .30 so get out the way (move)

We get busy, he get shot in the spot if he jiggy

Off the Migos, I really do Henny

Slide to the Hill, tryna catch me a drilly (baow-baow)

Shots at his torso gon' fuck up his kidney

Thot on my body, get deady like Whitney (thot)

Is you ridin'? 'Cause shit could get mixy

Think I'm lackin', I'm takin' her with me (boom)

Grrah-grrah (grrah), think I'm lackin', I'm takin' her with me

Two TEC got a beam with a scope, he play, he reach, I throw

Lil' bro on the block tryna up that scope (brrt)

Free Sleep', we'll bend him with hollows, and you can't name a nigga I follow

King of my hood, got me feeling like Ralo (yeah)

If we fuckin' I'm bustin' inside you

I get nasty from the back and I'm grippin' her ass cheek (uh-huh)

I'm a demon, just check out my rap sheet

Bitches got bitches, the fuck is a Jackie? (Damn)

Oh, he lackin', up the .30, I bust it for action

I'ma pop out the cut, like what's cracking?

Catch him, scrap him, make sure we clap him (bah-bah)

I'm with your bitch and I ran out of condoms (gang)

Started fuckin' her raw, no problem

Please keep a stick, 'cause you know that I got one (gang)

She gave me top just from the bottom

'Cause I got to hit that, split that

She wanna bring her friend, I said, "I'm with that" (yeah)

It's too many opps, can't miss that

First nigga reach, then I swear he get clipped at (grrah-grrah-grrah)

With the Mike Amiri I be drippin', steppin' Dior but I am not Christian (Christian)