[Intro]
(D Producer produced this banger)
(Prof-Prof-Proffit)
[Verse 1: Skengdo]
If we get him now, he ain't seein' tomorrow, he's gone sleepy, no Hollow
Buckin' to gang and the boy like oh-oh, cah we got swords like Zorro
It's peak, I'm still kinda deep in the streets, but they think that im cap like no-no
Young boy tryna go there, go there, go there and a big wap gon' follow
Ayy, put down bread to apply that pressure, you ain't done that in the road it's long
I ain't tryna be that guy in the box, so I can't lack off 'cause of someone's son
Madukes think that it just be music, she wouldn't even know that her son be on
Shit, I'm lying, my madukes knows, if I see some of them, thеn it's really on
Likkle Rass told you approach with caution, he didn't listеn, then he got a year
We beat the opps on the opp block tourin', I bet he wished we never saw him
He looked lost when the mandem crashed him, then he looked dead 'cause the mandem splashed him
I laughter 'cause the fat boys chattin', the young boy saw him and he kept dashin'
[Verse 2: A.M]
Man get twist like Oliver, link that foreigner wap on the TV monitor
Ying three times, it's popular, how you try shoot? Miss me again, you bottler
That boy dead, one to the head, you ain't gotta call no Coroner
Hit him with the bug like Cholera
Shoot tryna say I'm a dog
Next thing you know man's dogging her
Beat that corn and get away, Merlin ting, man levitate, brand new waps
Man elevate, made one drop, back to the block, man celebrate
Shove it inside then detonate man got corn
Share it around, man delegate, put it in her mouth and serenate
She wanna hold this wap, that one I can't impregnate
Pick up the broom and fill it up, two-two pack ting, man hit 'em up
Kick-kick down doors, might give it up
Piss-pissed that can't get rid of us
Foo-food in my hand like villager, .38 bells and the .9 is similar
She can't take this dick, im killing her she needs her fun that her boyfriend's giving her
[Outro: Skengdo]
If we get him now, he ain't seein' tomorrow, he's gone sleepy, no Hollow
Buckin' to gang and the boy like oh-oh, cah we got swords like Zorro