9 with a 9

This bitch hot

I'm on the 9 with a 9 with a switch on the back of my Glock (turn me up, Trad)

(Dodo, what's the word?)

I'm on the block (you know that) and you know that this bitch hot

I'm on the 9 with a 9 with a switch on the back of my Glock (brrt)

Fuck the opps and you know that we send shots

A nigga died 'cause of dissin', a few had died 'cause a watch

A hundred shots hang out the chop

If you play, then you get shot

7.62s, they flip cars

Yeah, I got aim, still won't shoot far

I don't play games, this not Xbox

Your ass'll die for tryna box

His ass ranned off, now he with God

I don't forgive, bitch, I'm not God

At the light show, shine like a star

I'm finna blow like I'm a bomb

I'm with Q50, keep a fifty (brrt)

Like the band, he play the drum

I hold the Drac' like a guitar

It go through bricks and go through cars

That boy a bitch, shit a façade

Bitch, I hit licks, I don't know fraud (no)

I got a name from spinnin' blocks (yeah)

Pullin' up and hoppin' out (you know that)

Niggas dyin' for some clout

That's what this shit be all about

Know I'm the talk around the town

If he run up, he get gunned down

(Know I'm the talk around the town)

(If he run up, he get gunned down, brrt)

I'm on the block and you know that this bitch hot

I'm on the 9 with a 9 with a switch on the back of my Glock

Fuck the opps (you know that) and you know that we send shots (you know that)

A nigga died 'cause of dissin', a few had died 'cause a watch

A hundred shots hang out the chop

If you play, then you get shot

7.62s, they flip cars

Yeah, I got aim, still won't shoot far

I don't play games, this not Xbox

Your ass'll die for tryna box

His ass ranned off, now he with God

I don't forgive, bitch, I'm not God