[Verse 1: Lil Durk]

Hit the brakes, when you hit that corner it don't flate, wet opps in your face
Up the score, drac gon catch his ass, put him on a chase
Keep a clip, don't switch on the clique, tottin baby K's
Cause we on his ass, with ski mask, choppa hit his face
What's that odor?
N***as smokin Za in that black Toyota
Run em over, I can't take no chances homie killed my brodie
He was chillin, babysitting cousins watchin Zack and Cody
Saw the news, so I hit up Drake
Told him grab the .40
Fast forward, we on 95 I got pulled over
It's a cop, but it's a bad bitch, so I talked her over
Ima pimp, I can't be no simp
I'm like Casanova
Got her number, I still got a ticket
But I ain't trippin homie

[Verse 2: Polo G]

Know them killers stay with me just likе they chaperones
Killеrs in my circle, best believe I won't die alone
Tryna start a gang war, like a dyke might strive a [?]
Call of Duty claymore, explosives hit close to home
Load the TEC-9s, Glock .40s, and them .47s
Like my n***a Juice
I swear to god that ima die a legend
Gotta overwatch the opps, cause i'm a reaper, I'm a reverend
N***as reaping what they sew, that's your ass, you oversteppin
N***as act like bitches
They'll backdoor you like some politicians
Now your head's missing
Saw him through the scope like tunnel vision
N***as claim they crippin
Til this draco fry him like he chicken
Now your homie's missing
Should've told his ass who he was dissing
[Verse 3: Dshyne]

Yeah we come out here man
We don't play man, we got shooters over here, gang shit

[Outro]

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