Grrah!
Yozora
Leg shot, leg shot
C Blu!
Smokin' Dotty, I ain't tryna pass it
I don't fuck wit' no Jets
If he flyin' than I'mma crash it
Like to run, bitch I be causin' static
Oh he got a gun? But my shit auto-
Oh he got a gun? But my shit automatic
30 shots in my gun, no Steph
Reach for my ice, then bullets get to blasting
.40 rip 'em in half
We turned him into a fraction
Spin the 8, where we goin' next?
Tryna do a nigga like he Cyrus
Off a perc on a drill, I'm excited
Oh it's smoke? Then nigga we gon' light it
I'm from the streets but nigga I ain't fighting
Back out my G, and a nigga think he Tyson
Do my bops cause I don't do the hips
Dropped the blick, I almost dropped the-
Dropped the blick, I almost dropped the grip
I don't lack, don't put me in no spliff
Off the liquor I start actin' crazy
Might bend the opps
The cops never phased me
G17 and it don't got no safety
Done clicked every chop
Don't ever try to play me
I was buggin' no cap ion play
Dumpin' the opps make them run relay
Ootin' on blocks, no mask, broad day
Gettin' chased on the strip
Yeah I'm talkin' bout Say
Smokin' Dotty, I ain't tryna pass it
I don't fuck wit' no Jets
If he flyin' than I'mma crash it
Like to run, bitch I be causin' static
Oh he got a gun? But my shit automatic
Oh he got a gun? But my shit automatic
30 shots in my gun no Steph
Reach for my ice than bullets get to blasting
.40 rip 'em in half
We turned him into a fraction