[Intro]
(Damm, jefe)
[Chorus]
He caught a shot in his spleen
I get hella geeked off a bean
When i up my knockings
I’m clicking off ya whole team
Catch shots from the eighteen
Late nights i get to peeking
Through they screen
They scared get to purging
Niggas in they dreams
Metallic nine clear out they scene
Left him in horror chrome shots out the nineteen
[Verse 1]
Thirtys and fourtys i like to go extreme
Get to clicking everyone i go supreme
Shoot him put him on the floor
And make him lеan
Raise the sf
Shoot him
It let off stеam
I left him on the floor
Dead that’s the theme
Kusbi on the jeans
It’s a movie when im off a bean
Laser tagged him all he saw was green
How many shots he caught fifteen
They can’t bullet shells i left it unseen
Put his body in bag that’s the scheme
Ima lose it with this gun ima feen
Leave his blood on the scene
I ain’t playing
Fuck him shoot thru his jeans
Lasers hit head and fucked up his screen
When i catch his treesh
Ima fuck up her bean
[Verse 2]
Fn split his top make him lean
Drive bys fucking they whole block up
They get knocked
Soon i raise the chop up
Flocking at all of them
Ain’t no stop up
These niggas be chatting
Love to call cops up
Fns get to tearing whole block up
Niggas get shook soon as i pop up
Fn raise a nigga top up
I be banging vs niggas can’t stop us