(I got Hitman on the beat,
(Mommy, India got them beats)
Bitch ass nigga, don't talk to the
Fuck them, haha, yeah, what?
Bitch ass nigga, say what you doin' (mm, mm,
What, you wanna do somethin'?
Tryna to put some shit to bed
Whip up, hop out with Glocks
And we be aiming at your head,
Bitch, y'all wan' do something?
Lil Top like to see red, huh
You wan' fuck around with
We gon' red dot 'em, we gon' bedrock
I'ma heart stop 'em (yeah, fah)
I got one chopper for his nine partners
When I finish, whole city heard about it
Ridin' four deep, ridin' where they be
In the back seat with a dirty chopper
Screamin', "fuck the law,
Fuck the music, nigga, know we drill about it
I'm a real Blood, get rid of homie
make the critics pay him homage
Oh, you chose somewhere scared now
Tell us 'bout where all that lead found
He was rollin' right, left him dead, huh
Lil Top, I'm too ahead now
Inside my scope your head found
Sip dope that's not prescribed from
YoungBoy like to blaze, no hand grenades
Reaper shit, this Draco on me
just work this trap phone
Back bad, confirm shit (yeah), I can get his back
.45 (yeah), this Herm shit (yeah)
Plus you know my bag strong
You slime enough to fuck a nigga
You slime to bring a bag home (bitch)
I told you not to trust these niggas
Bitch, you know you dead wrong
On that lean, you would think I popped a bean
blood on my Soldier Ree's
Somethin' got burnt down (nah)
Switched all plans and the
"How you want him?" Leave him with

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Get nowmurder business (murder business)
Chopsticks (chopsticks), kill a witness
drive while we spinnin' (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Let her work the phone, tell 'em,
"Meet us wit' it" (meet us wit' it)
Murder business, hol' on,
murder business (murder business)
Chopsticks (chopsticks), kill a witness
drive while we spinnin' (drive it)
Let her work the phone, tell 'em, "Meet us wit' it" (tell 'em,
(Shawty sayin', "Call back," 'cause she found
(Load up, she'll take us,
we be scopin' out the scene)
Bah, bah, Jiggaboo stop cappin',
you know that headshot was me (headshot was me)
(We'll fuckin' spin again and
Bro, creep down, sweep up
Should've had some cleats, thug
bitch, I'm a big thug (big thug)
You in here, then tonight
You just might die if you ain't here with us
(My mama know I'm a demon,