Aye, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy
Aye, imma get a bag, cause I love to get my funds up
Draco hit his back, the bullet go through, f*ck, his lung up
Don't move without that gun, he made a post and then got flipped up
Might crash out, I'm dying behind my gang, so don't even pull up
My nigga, he got hella guns, I'm tryna get like him
Dim the lights I'm fin to come through and see if he gon' hit
I got a brand new gun, finna add a new switch
They be cappin' on the gram, nigga, they ain't hittin' shit
Let me tee up, you know we finna rock out
And nigga, I done popped out, so I don't know what you talkin' bout
Let the nine break his back, I ain't talkin' Mortal Kombat
I don't care about no nat, bitch, I'm tryna go and take a hat
Get up off the gram, nigga, you ain't never shot shit
And before you wanna talk shit, you better change your outfit
Yeah, put a new shirt on, you can't even go shoppin
Broke, niggas wanna play until I get real toxic
Yeah, Imma make him run till he fall from the K
And you be lyin' bout that money, but you ain't gon' lie today
I don't even wanna tell him, but I know where you stay
Put a bag on his head, now he can't run away (aye)
Yeah, imma get a bag, cause I love to get my funds up
Draco hit his back, the bullet go through, f*ck his lung up
Don't move without that gun, he made a post and then got flipped up
Might crash out, I'm dying behind my gang, so don't even pull up