[Intro]
See I'm back on that savage shit man
On gang lil capalot bitch

[Chorus]
We might stalk inside your bushes and your grass
My lil shorties give out whoppings on your ass
He a pussy he won’t blast
On the e-way in that stingray
I push it so so fast, I might stump till it's 200 on the dash
And it's 200 when they book me for the cash (Atl Jacob, Atl Jacob)
You better get out here and spaz
Walked in that jungle and they took his life I knew that he won't last
24 shots like Kobe they will never get a pass
My lil shorty pop out hoodie on
Gon face em with no mask

[Verse]
B-Money died but he was shooting back
He checked from off a leg-shot
But I know one opp we seen in traffic caught a headshot
Know a n***a that tried to rob
They cooked em bitch that lead hot
Check the sco, who block ain't like that?
They can't say Sed not
Blick it ain't no missin so consistent with this red dot
Better not go out Flukey
Hollows rippin up his dreadlocks
And I won't speak on cappers
But that shit a get your mans dropped
I ain't talkin rappers coulda clapped em but yo chance flopped
Dirty ass snotty nose been in it since the sandbox
Won't post no Glocks or poles on Instagram I know the feds watch
Fuck her off the ecstasy I got her in a leg-lock
Glizzy sing like Young Lloyd bitch I can make your bed rock
[Chorus]
We might stalk inside your bushes and your grass
My lil shorties give out whoppings on your ass
He a pussy he won’t blast
On the e-way in that stingray
I push it so fast, I might stump till it's 200 on the dash
And it's 200 when they book me for the cash
You better get out here and spaz
Walked in that jungle and they took his life I knew that he won't last
24 shots like Kobe they will never get a pass
My lil shorty pop out hoodie on
Gon face em with no mask