Turn it down a lil' bit more, just a lil' bit

just turn it down a lil' bit (Ayy, just a lil' bit)

Yeah, right there (Nah, fuck that, I'm finna turn up, boy)

Gang

Yeah, uh, yeah (Gang, gang, gang, gang)

Oh, yeah, this shit in this cup right now (Oh, yeah)

Gang (Gang) , ayy, ayy

(Nemii, this bitch retarded)

Who that is up over there? You know I'll smoke his ass

If I'm laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass

Make a dead nigga famous, I'lI promote his ass

I ain't gon' diss too much on the

net 'cause I'm gon' show his ass

Witness say it's a black Ford, that shit the wrong car

They said— shh inside this 'Wood, but that's the wrong 'gar

Run a nigga down, talkin' 'bout AR

When I shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop

Caught him lacking without a stick

and he ain't know what to do

I don't give a fuck he with his bitch, nigga

I'm gon' still shoot (Come here, bitch, baow)

All the opps know I'm a killer, that's why they all salute

Niggas speak on 2x, but niggas died too (Facts)

So many opps up in the air

so I don't know who to smoke (I don't know who to smoke)

I heard they did lil' Jumpout bad for

thinking this shit a joke (I swear to God)

The Draco or 23, I don't know what to tote

Let off shots, hit him in his throat, I make a pussy choke

I heard a nigga said he gon' dirt me

I ain't never worried (Never worried)

It's a killer behind this whip

you can tell by the way it's swerving (The way it skrrt)

I got his lo', I just ain't send it

he better thank me early

One day he talked, next day he was dead

I did that shit on purpose

I don't feel comfortable around these bitches

bitches make me nervous

I be in and out that pussy, cumming in a hurry

Ask my self, "Did I do that? " I play like Steve Urkel

I buried this gun inside the dirt

it was used up in a murder (Boom)

Who that is up over there? You know I'll smoke his ass

If I'm laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass

Make a dead nigga famous, I'lI promote his ass

I ain't gon' diss too much on the

net 'cause I'm gon' show his ass

Witness say it's a black Ford, that shit the wrong car

They said— shh inside this 'Wood, but that's the wrong 'gar

Run a nigga down, talkin' 'bout AR

When I shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop

These pussy niggas sending death

threats (Man, I just left out Florida)

Try again, I ain't dead yet

Since he keep on dissing, we gon' hit him in his headset

Put a bitch to sleep, we ain't gon' put him on no bedrest

Yeah, yeah, Draco leaning, kickstand, yeah (Kickstand)

I want 'em dead, quick band, yeah

Niggas dying on what they sayin', yeah

I want 'em dead and I ain't playin', yeah

He gettin' a little clout right now

he runnin' out of time (What?)

You know I'm standin' up on business

I'ma die for mines (I'ma die for mines)

Pull up where he hangin' out and leave him flatline (Grrah)

Them loud shots, you hear 'em ring

you know them bullets flyin'

All these fuck niggas confused, they do this shit for views

This ain't no publicity stunt, bitch, you gon' make the news

Now all these niggas come up missing

bitch, don't act confused

Anybody that ride with you gon' get it

yeah, you know the rules

Who that is up over there? You know I'll smoke his ass

If I'm laid up in your bushes, know your ass is grass

Make a dead nigga famous, I'lI promote his ass

I ain't gon' diss too much on the

net 'cause I'm gon' show his ass

Witness say it's a black Ford, that shit the wrong car

They said— shh inside this 'Wood, but that's the wrong 'gar

Run a nigga down, talkin' 'bout AR

When I shoot, this make a loud sound, the bass drop

Bass drop

Niggas know what the fuck goin' on with that