A nigga hopping out the car with my Glock on my hip
Red pill, blue pill, either way we getting lit
Put a bag on your head, nigga, do this shit legit
Nigga playing on my top, I put money in this shit
Yeah, gave my nigga five, hundred, told him, get a pole
I went and spun on your block, cause a nigga got the low
You ain't never caught nobody, when you upped it, you had froze
I told my bitch to hop in, we fin to go and do your toes
And I ain't never ducking shit, but the Glock got me low
Twelve pull up on side of me, a nigga got to go
But imma still double back, a nigga better duck his frow
I be getting to fly, they said a nigga was a crow
Dropped two bands on a f*cking brand new coat
I get too high, they got a nigga feeling damn woke
And you on who side? you better pick for a nigga smoked
Pull up on him with his new fire, he thinking it's a joke
Four-five, hit his head, put a nigga in a coma
And he don't even wanna be next to me like Corona
And I don't even f*ck with niggas whole time, I'm a loner
I put that bag on your head, they gone call your ass a goner
Fill him up with this 19, you know we be on him
Just shoot, don't run, when a nigga hit this corner
I'm coming in with a full head of steam, Imma own him
Yeah, get a nigga bought, I think he an organ doner
And I ain't talkin' to the police, nigga, I don't wanna
Nigga collect that bag now his head like a sauna
Chop cut that nigga head like a nigga was a barber
If I don't hit shit today, then imma spin tomorrow
He wanna call off the smoke, nigga, hit him with a hollow
Red beam on the gun, he down the block, imma spot him
But you bet not compare me, a nigga ain't got him (nigga)