Letras
(That nigga nate crazy okay)
(Slide, uh)
(Slide, slide, slide)
(Uh, uh, huh, Novaa)
(Novaa)
(Uh, this how you step on a n—)
(bounce out the—, & shoot that bitch—, uh yea)
(Click, I shoot that bitch till it click—, till it click)
(Novaa)
Uh, this how you step on a nigga
Bounce out the V & shoot that bitch till it click (Brrah)
Bullets was going so fast
Went left to right & up & down & shii (Down, down)
I hopped out the car & chased his ass on feet
To make sure ion miss (Ion miss)
Dissin the gang the fastest way you gone die (You gone die)
Bitch ain't no calling quits (Callin' quits)
See em hop chase em, run em down, you go to god (Go to god nigga)
.223 up on my lap I shoot it at yo' spine (At yo spine)
& all these niggas really ho
They talkin' shit they out of line (They out of line)
I roll a 3.5 right too my face (Face)
Im tryna get out my mind (Out my mind)
I Keep a Glock 'N' my pocket
The first nigga play, that bitch gone shoot like harden
Diss on the gang, Usain Bolt
That fuck nigga run when that bitch get to sparkin' (Brrah)
Fuck a hotbox 'N' the V
We hopout blastin' .45 hit that target (Fah, Fah, Fah)
(Pffffttttt)
Sound of a switch on a Glock, I bet that bitch gone mark em (Skrrt)
Walk 'N' the trap got Glocks, all 'N' the Oldsmobile
This bitch to packed (That bih too packed)
Thinkin' it's sweet, that's nigga gone speak on deceased
That nigga got turned to a pack (Turned to a pack)
Shit ion' een know what I'm sayin' they know ian' playin'
Big Kap stay wit' a mac (Blrrd, Blrrd, Blrrd)
Nigga got put 'N' dat song for thinkin' shit sweet (Grahh)
Nigga got belt to ass (Grahh, Grahh)
2 of my opps just died 'N' 2 days
Call up Zar, he hit the e-way (Hit the E)
Hear this shit all on the news, you know that who did it
You know that we slide broad-day (Slide)
Don't diss yo' name for fame
Like fuck yo' gang, them bullets hit yo' brain (Hit yo' brain)
Like Fuck you bitch, you say you wanna beef
Well bitch just catch a stain (Catch a stain)
(Bitch just catch a stain)
(Bitch I shoot you 'N' yo fuckin' b—)
(Talking shit about me you gone die, do that shit again)
(You gone—)
(Brdah)
Uh, this how you step on a nigga
Bounce out the V & shoot that bitch till it click (Till it click)
Bullets was going so fast
Went left to right & up & down & shii (Down, down)
I hopped out the car & chased his ass on feet
To make sure ion miss (Ion miss)
Dissin the gang the fastest way you gone die (You gone die)
Bitch ain't no calling quits (Novaa)
See em hop chase em, run em down, you go to god (Go to god)
.223 up on my lap I shoot it at yo' spine (At yo spine, come-here)
& all these niggas really ho
They talkin' shit they out of line (Out of line)
I roll a 3.5 right too my face
Im tryna get out my mind (Tryna' get out my mind)
Uh, I up a 3.5 to the face
Let a first nigga play he gon die today (Uh-huh)
Thinking bout old shii back in the day
Might fuck around and slide today (Slide)
Like where the fuck these niggas at
Why these niggas ain't outside today (Come on)
I take a li bitch, put dick 'N' the back of her throat
Then make her shine a K (Shine a K)
Opp ass how tried to line me, ion give a fuck
Bitch I brung, a Glock on the date
Fuck nigga, hit me bout a zip
Ion give a fuck I'll give em shake
Dumb nigga post that pole on his page
Knowin' that shit be fake (AHHH)
Opp nigga died, caught his bros at the funeral
Damn near shot up the wait (Shot up the wait)
All these bodies on my belt
I feel them niggas on my waist (They on my waist)
These niggas bitch they wanna be Kap
Like why the fuck you wearing Bape (Wearin' bape)
Okay, I know he tried to match the pole
Until he saw that drac (Boom, Boom)
My bitch so bad, I fuck her good (Huh-what?)
I break her spine, & pull her waist (Pull her waist)
Assassinations
Bitch we closin' cases
When I hopout on feet (Out on feet)
I'll burn yo' ass
& have my gah embalm you
Hang you from a tree (From a tree)
Ion' want no fame nah (Nah)
I just want your head boy
Me & kap we do the dash
We sliding right down BRIGHTWOOD (We sliding right down BRIGHTWOOD)
Bullets was goin' so fast, they had the neighbors like
What the fuck they on?
Nah, bullets so loud the neighbors like "what's that sound?"
My nigga fuck dat song (Like what that?)
(Yea, Up this bitch, you know you gone)
(Ain't got no time, my nigga bust yo' dome)
(Blrahh)
(Novaa)
(Slide)
(4D Kap)
(Novaa)
(Slide, & get yo' brudda clapped)
(Get yo' brudda clapped)