[Intro]

Gang, brrra

(You already know what the **** goin' on, nigga)

Mr. Bounce Out with that .44, nigga

Ayy, gang

Hoodzone Productions (Hoodzone Productions)

Baow (Gang)

[Verse]

F*** a beat, I ain't had to beat no case

Niggas snitchin' on Lil Nahmir, watch them bullets heat his face

If you loccin', watch I'll put you in your motherf***in' place and

Bitch, you know I tote this Glock, I don't tote no .38s

On the block, bitch I keep a mop

Run up, you get dropped

F*** the cops

Go to 5-1-0, we sliding on the opp

That's on my momma, keep a .9 like Rondo

Clip whole 39

Turn his limb into some chicken, watch them bullets hit his fries

I'm the boss, I can't take no loss but I'll take your life

If you loafing in that prison then I'm sending that kite

Whatchu think I bought this gun for? I ain't tryna fight (Nigga)

Try to diss me in a song, I bet my shooter get you right

If you talking, we pop up, we clapping, no need for that acting

Say my niggas in love with that action, tote pistols in traffic

Got it on me, run up and I'm sparkin'

Shoot shit like I'm Harden

Roll a blunt, we shooting at targets (Roll a blunt, nigga)

Loud smell like we fartin' it

Niggas thinkin', but it's still free Tay-K

I ain't diss in him in no song, but yeah, you niggas hella gay

Tryna start some shit up for some mother f***ing fame

Niggas talking, I walk up and sent some shots up at they brain, nigga

[Outro]

Ayy, gang

Niggas already know what the **** going on, nigga

Mr. Bounce Out with that motha****in' .44, nigga

Nigga, try me, I'ma flip your shit, nigga

On gang, nigga

Brrra, bow, bow, bow