(This shit gon' be crazy, Jacc)
Get his ass, Scoom
I got tired of swingin' my Glock
Now it's 7.62s in this chopper (in this chopper)
If you ain't fuckin' or suckin' no dick
You can't get a spot on my roster (bitch)
You'll get shot in your shit for thinkin' you Tank or Floyd
I ain't tryna box you (I ain't tryna box you)
Come send some shots at us
You know we gon' send 'em right back (grr, grr)
Bitch, you know how we rockin' (you know how we rockin', bitch)
Fake-ass gangster, boy, you need to stop it (go)
Treat him like Deebo and go in his pockets (and go in his shit)
Treat every day like my B-day and pop it
If you think you gon' rob, and I'm uppin' this rocket (I'm uppin' this glee)
You ain't got no money, your main bitch garbage (grr)
Pull up shootin', I'm hittin' my target
Fuck Saks Fifth, come shop in my closet (come shop in my closet)
Got a new bitch, she brown and chocolate (she brown and chocolate)
Yeah, my ex-bitch in her feelings
Super mad I did her wrong (fuck that bitch)
Yeah, we strapped with a lot of guns
Got some that's black and some that's chrome (I get the glee)
Told my shorties, "If you tryna slide, you ain't got no gun
Then call my phone" (just call my phone)
Tell me, how you talkin' shit and you got your big homie fit on? (Uh)
Yeah, bitch, we slide out steams with burners (steams with burners)
Come and slide with me
I'll show you some tips on how to catch a murder (murder, murder)
Let me do your play
Better not be sweet, or I'm tryna jerk you (or I'm tryna jerk you)
Heard your baby daddy, his ass a corn, call him Steve Urkel (his ass a go)
Let me do your play
Better not be sweet, or I'm tryna jerk you (I'm tryna jerk you)
Come and slide with me
I'll show you some tips on how to catch a murder (murder)
Heard your baby daddy, his ass a corn
Call him Steve Urkel (he a fuckin' goofy)
Come and slide with me
I'll show you some tips on how to catch a murder (you know that)
Uh, yeah, tips on how to catch a hat (how to catch a body)
First you grab your gloves and mask
And make sure you wearin' black on black (black on black)
If you smart, nigga, you'll leave your phone
So that bitch won't get tracked (that bitch tracked)
If you smart, nigga, you'll go on your own
'Cause most these niggas rats (these niggas cops, rats, these niggas rats)
Yeah, bitch, I hope you takin' notes (go)
Pull up, park it, whenever you see your target
Don't be scared to blow (don't be scared to blow)
Walk him down, ain't shootin' up out no car (walk his ass)
Jump out, take his soul (walk his ass down, Scoom)
He got hit and fell, stand over his ass and give his ass ten more (grr)
They like, "Teeski, why you so damn hostile?" (So damn hostile)
I'm steady hearin' these voices in my head
Like, "Slick, they cannot stop you" (no, no)
You'll get shot in your shit for thinkin' you Tank
Lil' nigga, I ain't tryna- (I ain't tryna-)
You'll get shot in your shit for thinkin' you Tank
Lil' nigga, I ain't tryna box you (I ain't tryna box you)
Yeah, bitch, we slide out steams with burners (steams with burners)
Come and slide with me
I'll show you some tips on how to catch a murder (murder, murder)
Let me do your play
Better not be sweet, or I'm tryna jerk you (or I'm tryna jerk you)
Heard your baby daddy, his ass a corn, call him Steve Urkel (his ass a go)
Let me do your play
Better not be sweet, or I'm tryna jerk you (I'm tryna jerk you)
Come and slide with me
I'll show you some tips on how to catch a murder (murder)
Heard your baby daddy, his ass a corn
Call him Steve Urkel (he a fuckin' goofy)
Come and slide with me
I'll show you some tips on how to catch a murder (you know that)