Aye, and I hit you with a headshot
Swerve so fast I be looking like a hedgehog
You ain't ever win because I am the best
I don't want to fight because I'll put your fucking ass to rest
I ain't ever gonna fold
No cap I'm on go
I'ma put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, whoa
I don't want to be your bro
Got big, big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread a hundred shots
You a bot, Like, make another wish, and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck-up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck-up off the mudd
I be poppin' droppin' bodies
Getting money on my own
I use to ride with all these niggas
But they keep on getting hoe'd
And I be all about my lonesome
Droppin' bodies on the road and
Catch 'em slipping I ain't trippin'
Put a bullet in yo dome
I be talkin' how I'm walkin'
I been gettin' kinda colder
Keep a Glockie in my sock
And I be on about my rover
Used to do this shit for fun now the money takin' over
Used to do this shit for fun now the money takin' over
If I catch you lackin'
I'ma put you in the grave
I be pistol packin'
Droppin' bodies in the rain
Grippin' automatics
Finna shoot you in the brain
I be all about it
Finna watch you pass away
If I catch you lackin'
I'ma put you in the grave
I be pistol packin'
Droppin' bodies in the rain
Grippin' automatics
Finna shoot you in the brain
I be all about it
Finna watch you pass away
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I will take your soul
And make you die in your veins
Bitch I'm on beast mode, 'boutta hit that shit so clean
I'ma put you in a headlock while I punch you in the spleen
No gas no brakes, all I do is get paid
If you really tryna fuck with me, I'll put you in a maze
Skirt, skirt, skirt I'm the realest in the scene
Bitch I fucking pick you last when I'm choosing my team
Got Bentleys, Corvette, Ferrari
Drifting through the road at ease
I ain't ever gonna fold
No cap I'm on go
I'ma put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, whoa
I don't want to be your bro
Got big big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread a hundred shots
You a bot, like, make another wish, and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck-up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck-up off the mudd
I ain't ever gonna fold
No cap I'm on go
I'ma put you in a stretcher if you think I ain't a goat
Like, whoa
I don't want to be your bro
Got big, big goals and you finna make it slow
Automatic I just spread a hundred shots
You a bot, like, make another wish, and you go running to your mom
You a bitch boy, bitch made, step the fuck-up
If you wanna be the best then get the fuck-up off the mudd