Letras
(Swear yo' shit go fuckin' crazy)
Uh, yeah, uh
Uh, huh, uh, uh
Uh, these niggas bet' not lack
Opp nigga make me mad, won't send no text, I'ma pull up dressed in black (rrah)
It's a few opps who ain't catchin' it, if you ain't stretched, we still gon' catch that hat (bah)
Killed the main nigga that spinned and do it again, we ain't cuttin' the opps no slack (rrah, rrah)
Uh, I pop one, then I pop two, then went up six shouldn't've dissed my nigga (grrah, grrah)
Even though I got racks, got a whole lotta straps, ain't droppin' no bag, I move comin' to get you
Still the same nigga that they used to call for the smoke, my pockets ju' got a lil' bigger
Tryna mean mug in the pic with his bro and 'em blicks, so you know they some bitch-ass niggas
Fell on the ground when I came through blowin' (pew-pew), shot hit the curb, fuck, he thought he was goin'? (Pew-pew-pew-pew)
They thought I was done, reloaded the clip, coulda stopped, uh, but I kept on blowin' (rrah-rrah-rrah-rrah)
Most of these niggas who tough on the 'net not in the streets, never stood over nothin'
Wanna show me you love me? Leave somethin' bloody, I wanna hear how the nigga was gushin' (pew)
The opps' block ju' like a gym, shoot at the rim (pew-pew), play ball and I score me a bucket
Opps on live right now, I'm on the way by myself in a car, run the lights, I'm rushin' (pew-pew)
Niggas just talk that shit, but we 'bout that shit, like a twirly, we catch 'em and flush 'em
It's a few opps I wanna kill myself, told foenem they catch 'em, they better not touch 'em, nigga
Huh, these nigga must be stupid, in the streets, it ain't no love, nigga, nigga, they been killed Cupid
Been a shooter, still a shooter (pew-pew), 14 with a fire, we gon' make it with hoopin'
Whoever told the opps to beef with us goin' to Hell, they ass a bad influence (fah, fah)
Broke-ass nigga ain't have no car, couldn't catch him a ride, so he got caught walkin'
Brrt-bah, fah-fah, bitch-ass nigga, that's for all that talkin'
He tried to run, guess he ain't have a gun, jumped out with my chop, gun near hawked him (pew)
We the main reason they watchin' these cars, bail out, blitz whenever we caught 'em
Niggas just not shootin' back, for years (rrah), gettin' patched, I guess you could say that we taught 'em (rrah-rrah)