P-A-S-T-O, PASTO, that's for the bad bitches, nigga
Damn, Ranbo
These niggas bitches say they dope, just like to play with me
I keep that f*ckin' flame like transit map, you know how I stay with Gleek
The 2 to 3 just got the f*ckin' drug and shit, it wasn't me
I tried to be the good guy and the story wasn't meant to be
Shit, so let's go play somethin'
I told lil' bro, this shit keep grindin', he gon' earn somethin'
He keep on reachin', time up and he gon' learn somethin'
I told the bitches, she keep f*ckin', she gon' burn somethin'
Pop her, knock her down, she gon' burn somethin'
Pop her, knock her down, she gon' burn somethin'
Pop her, knock her down, she gon' burn somethin'
Pop her, knock her down, she gon' burn Somethin'
Me and Pesa on this bitch, we finna go crazy Hoppin' on the plane to L.A
Cause it's too shady She in the back, shakin' ass, but got no buns
Feel like John Wick, cause I walk around with two guns
Catch a n***a like an iffy, think he bout to do somethin
Seven, six, twos, they gon' f*ck around and chew somethin
How you say you with the gang, we never prove nothin
Hit him up top, now his head like a smooth button
Now I'm walkin' down your block, tryna shoot somethin
Hit him in his body, cause I know he ain't gon' do nothin
Had to bring the beat back, cause this bitch knockin
Callin' 4P, me and gang, we be shit-talkin
I up this cam, bound to leave a n***a zombified
Draco hit his face, and it's leavin' n****s traumatized
Hit it to the back, now we watchin' n****s' mamas cry
Chopper hit him hard, now we watchin' n****s' bodies drop