[Verse 1]
Yo, crocodile surround the watch dial, get the watch out
If I catch your wife outta pocket, pal, I'ma knock her down (Uh)
Don't need to get wild, hostile with the cops around
You was just docile
Now you yappin' all loud but that ain't my kinda crowd
Like a female with a hot body count
We can only vibe if she buy me a house
For now, we can't chill or pow-wow without a few hundred thou' from my account
Now, I'm talkin' 'bout supplying the drought, took the powder to Rocky Mount
Had a shootout, only a few can vouch
It's only truth to come out my mouth
My homie Q lost two from the bout (Uh)
He caught up with the kid and slit him execution style (True story)
[Chorus]
I wait for one to act up (Execution style)
Now I got him backed up
Homie pulled up exеcution style
He was like, "Yo, Rob, you nigga donе stole me in the mouth?"
I wait for one to act up (Woah, that shit was crazy)
Now I got him backed up (Uh)
Gun to his neck now, react what?
[Verse 2]
Yo, Silk Road, silver and gold, one long stem rose
Sports Illustrated centerfold, hoes pose in expensive overcoats
Show these bitches my boat 'cause I'm a showboat
They can't touch the gold, I'm Mayweather doin' the shoulder roll (Woo)
Thought they had me on the ropes (Ropes), rope-a-dope (Uh)
Close the windows to your soul, there's no one home (You gone)
You know how the old saying go, "When in Rome"
[?], we grown and everything that glitter ain't gold (Mm)
Get your main thing stole, been had the game in a stranglehold
Shave the blow, gave it to Razor Ramon
Blow your brains out in the old Range Rove', you know how gangsters roll
Uh
[Chorus]
I wait for one to act up (Execution style)
Now I got him backed up (Uh)
Gun to his neck now, react what? (Uh)
I wait for one to act up (Execution style)
Now I got him backed up
Gun to his neck now, react what? (Yo)
[Verse 3]
Oxblood ballets, colors vary
Gotta carry if you lack muscularity
Get kicked all up in your butt cavity
Bust your ass, let the club with a baddie (Baddie)
I just wanna be happy like Mary
Not tryna get married, but if she nice with the culinary
Send the Cullinan to pick her up from my addy
Come to daddy, the crossbody bags for functionality
'Cause love rather be judged than carried
Clap heat, covered in blood like Carrie
A few other casualties, niggas is catty
So actually, hun, this shit be right up your alley
Cat daddy, pussy
[Chorus]
I wait for one to act up (Wow, execution style)
Now I got him backed up
Gun to his neck now, react what?
[Outro]
Blow your noodles out, execution style, uh
