Burn Notice

[Intro] This a message to the streets I ain't trying to beef with no police, but look I ain't never had it like this That 3 shit 3 [Verse 1] Got some shit I need to do before it turn over Got some money stashed away for when the storm over Stop at the store take off them plates soon as we pull over Hop out on your block wit the K, shoot Nigga burn notice I ain't gotta say a thing these niggas know what it is I can't be stopped, Lebron James Free throw a bitch wit that steel Follow your car, come out the window, shoot it up from the riff Introduce em to that gangsta shit, and show em it's real On the block we be scoping, sandwich bag full of pills Your back window we be poking, tryna see what it is 38 baby, I be gettin it tryna stack up a mill Murder she wrote, while you at work I'm breaking inside yo crib Yeah we be sniping, Police tryna indict us for real I'm like most likely before they lock us up we get killed Niggas be rapping bout killing but don't live how we live 2017, we had the most bodies that year [Chorus] Draw down Hit him up wit the Glock when I spin on em 20 shots outta that, all 10 on em Nigga must not know I bend cornas 20, 30, 45, Bid on em Hit man I'ma put lil Ben on em North Side Young nigga I lit on em Young nigga 13 wit a stick on em Homicide in the town, got him one [Post-Chorus] Don Doda, we never run when police come Top shotta, he get it done he gone shred something Come Clyde, Batty boy I'm screamin' Red Rum Stimulize em' Nigga this that Red Redemption [Verse 2] Pipe down, up wit the Tec and spray rounds Never back down, lil bitch I lay my flex down Who is that clown, nigga know I don't play around You better not make a sound, I told that bitch to lay down Hand cuffs, I act an ass up in that cop car Cause you bringing me to jail you thinkin that I'm finna stop boy Got actavis and hi tech in my system ain't no wokhardt Bitch I got a lot of money, set a bail, I'm bonding out boy BR PD, They ain't never tame us They been trynna build some cases ever since I came up Niggas bitches out here snitchin, why they bring our name up That's why you bitches ain't get a victim when them niggas brain bust [Chorus] Draw down Hit him up wit the Glock when I spin on em 20 shots outta that, all 10 on em Nigga must not know I bend cornas 20, 30, 45, Bid on em Hit man I'ma put lil Ben on em North Side Young nigga I lit on em Young nigga 13 wit a stick on em Homicide in the town, got him one [Bridge] Got some shit I need to do before it turn over Got some money stashed away for when the storm over Stop at the store take off them plates soon as we pull over Hop out on your block wit the K, shoot Nigga burn notice [Post-Chorus] Don Doda, we never run when police come Top shotta, he get it done he gone shred something Come Clyde, Batty boy I'm screamin' Red Rum Stimulize em' Nigga this that Red Redemption