Shootin my dog bitch I ain't tryna fight tag em no mask put him in the trunk
We gon bag em
Fat shit he just got hit we gon drag em his mother cryin Mexican plug
Tried to stab em
Trap shit we bout to slide and we focused wack shit smokin og
And it's pokin sippin that drop Ac just poured it man f*ck that spin on his block
Cuz he loafin
It's a one man move no we cannot split it hit em with 223's like we countin up digits
But he a broke boy so he ain't countin up digits
Spin on his block like I'm playin with fidgets
Man spin on his block like I'm playin with fidgets
I ain't beefin with a nigga who tryn beef in the mentions
Niggas want smoke so you know we gon spin em
Man hop out the coop then we hittin a witness
All of my brothers on go man we ride with that pole then we stand 10 toes
Yeah we chasin a check bitch we chasin the racks bitch you already know we up next