These boys got elevated, haha

Ayo, Dzimi got the sauce, boy

JR, you trippin'

Dirty cutter, I get caught with it, state property

Gang baby, I was locked down up in Lake Providence

Fresh out the pen', lead in that pen, you could ride to this

Real gun smoke, them know they hide from this

Huh, I wet the whole Chevelle, been on they trail

You better not tell, I got for sell

Plus I got some that ring your bell

Say it won't never fail

That package that I sеnt, handle with care

Put that on the scalе, need a whole bunch of tape to wrap a bale

Uh, that that , I'm up now

Ayy, I heard them out here watchin' cause I'm on now

Uh, they heard I got that dope so now they tappin' phones now

Uh, they see that paper so they won't leave me alone now

It though

The feds, I'ma be the one that's gon' kick down your door

You can't hear me when I'm creepin' cause I'm on my tippy toes

This forty leave you stiffer than a ho

All we inhale is gun smoke, watch action from the front row, yeah

I'ma hop out in the party, I'ma kill you and your kinfolk

I leave a down and leave him red like some hot cheetos

And if you speak on me, don't give a if you my people

I'ma roll a up like I was rollin' up a taco

It, hop out, make 'em Glocks blow

And this choppa got a stock on it

No serial code, but I pull up in a lockout

Punish him, I hit him up like I was Tupac, though

Trigger finger itchin' to squeeze it, this gon' your dawg

Uh, okay, PY 'dem where them straps? Yeah, I'm back, yeah

Don't give a 'bout what you say

Because I know that it's all cap, yeah

Uh, I run it up a couple laps, yeah

I spinned the block too many times

But that, youngin, I might just double-back, yeah

Okay, bing bong, bullets hittin' everywhere they ricochet

I'm a menace to society, I'm hated by the ministry

Okay, them bullets burn

I just send it to him, let that bake

He can't never say he never saw it comin'

Put it in his face

My gun be tryna with somethin', just let the cutter cut

I can't leave without it, it come in handy like Kobe in the clutch

Don't be afraid to jump right in, this ain't no double dutch

Where I'm from, we was trained to kill, who want war with us

Whole lot of redrum from me, sip it 'til it's gone

A lot of bodies is what you gon' see, bullets bigger than my thumb

Don't make me have to clap this

Make sure that the job is done

Can't let you double-back on me, I only gotta do it once

It's up, , you know it's done

You know it's up

I ain't gotta say no words

Once you move, they leave you stuck

Leave your body on the curb

Speaking out your top, you must got nuts

No, I ain't trippin', we gon' swerve

I don't give a, make your tail tuck