Bite down

[Intro]

Uh

Uh, ha, ha, ha

Ha, uh, ha, ha, ha

Ha, ha

Uh

[Verse]

Know we been steppin on necks, 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 nigga who tried this shit, who said I ain't gon' pop my glizzy?

All this pussy rap niggas 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 niggas ass, my stick fasho hold 60

Niggas 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 nigga 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 niggas 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 nigga 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 nigga 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]

Nigga

Huh, told these niggas can't fuck wit me, nigga

Mm, this shit in my blood, nigga, this shit ain't—

Cmon now, fuck wrong with niggas, uh

Finna come back at it again

Just like this, huh

[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 of them niggas 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

Niggas 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 nigga run

Ain't finna rap beef with y'all niggas, y'all my sons

Nigga really gon' need more then this song when we get done