[Intro]
Uh, go and die
Uh, ha, ha, ha
Ha, uh, ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha
Uh

[Verse]
Know we been steppin on nem, why you ask bout a war that you know that we winnin'?
Let us get off he ain't let off a shot I guess he ain't standing on business
You remember the last n***a who tried this shit, who said I ain't gon' pop my glizzy?
All this pussy rap n***as up in the A keep hatin cause they goin outta business
Keep doin trillers with that gun, have foe 'nem come thru and take yo blicky
Ain't got time for the internet trolls, come through shoot a Hunnid round under them bridges
Ain't the type to give my opps a pass, I'm bound to let off that 50
Had a full clip but I had to get on some n***as ass, my stick fasho hold 60
N***as always tryna diss me, till they end up dead and not livin
I only owe you dick, I'm not yo dad' so the bread you not gettin
Lil Raq really know how to treat them bitches, get the head and I'm dippin
Lackin' on the phone at the barber shop coulda left a n***a dead for that slippin
Was speakin' on my name in front of some hoes, I heard what you said you trippin
Alot of these pussy ass n***as coulda been got exposed, I'm gangster so I'ma nip it
You been cussing behind this shit, tryna play with the bros come back with a n***a kidney
Shit funny as hell gotta black bitch that do coke, I name this bitch Lil Whitney
No we don't move sloppy on no drill, you know we gotta whack the witness
Smelled some pork around this bitch, a n***a snitchin, gotta whack the piggy
Brand new Glock 34, its really to big I guess I gotta pack the siggy
Brand new shipment, this shit here real white I got it from Iggy
[Interlude]
N***a
Huh, told these n***as can't fuck wit me, n***a
Mm, this shit in my blood, n***a, this shit ain't—
Cmon now, fuck wrong with n***as, uh
Finna come back at it again
Just like this

[Verse 2]
Hope you make it alive
If you slide, then you die
They don't survive when they outside, we hit that Frrt—
And then they "Ahh"
Ion want no relations, finna hit that Grrtl—, then goodbye
I'm on a murder pacer
How many n***as can you make die?
Shoot that boy in his shit and make him go buy a fake eye
She only takin dick-in she know she ain't gettin no dates out
Know where the opps be, I get bored go shoot up they spot
N***as just mad cause I'm up in a position and they not

[Outro]
Ain't shoot at the opps all year on new years better not shoot that gun
Use to raise hell at station, take his ass down, make a fuck n***a run
Ain't finna rap beef with y'all n***as, y'all my sons
N***a really gon' need more then diss songs when we get done