[Intro]
Fuck

[Verse]
No face on me when I go on that lick
N***as hoes, they be duckin' and shit
I better not see you in the back of the bricks
You ain't gettin' shit back, guns took
Tryna look crazy, I'll shoot off his looks
Check my b roll, shit like books
N***a get run down, the boy endangered
Just throw me a dub I'll take off his face
He thought it was over but buddy got chased
In a dead end our blunts be laced
How you run down and end up popped?
N***a got blicks on me no stocks
Fuck them G2 Sig it Glock
Catch you down bad, you say stop
Latina freak just gave me mop
They pat me down, can't find a Glock
Pourin' drank inside a pop
Run down on you while you drip
I ain't down bad, I'm full of them zips
Catch you ridin' 'round, my enemy killed
Catch you ridin' 'round, my enemy dead
Draw down on him, what the fuck that boy said?
Caught a play back, we ain't missin' no bread
Five seven trip out with that lead
I don't got opps, these fuck n***as scared
Lil' buddy ain't goin', the blick in his bed
Save some ammo, you might gotta run
Trap house jumpin', got drugs and guns
Fuck, this week I done sold three guns
I don't wanna talk it out, bet you gon' run
Blacked out drip while I'm dumpin' my gun
Fine hoes takin' pics wit' my gun
I'm in traffic, you can meet me right now
In a dead end, you can see me right now