(You aren't even a cool breeze for my man, Taz)
Yeah, ay, Lil Jeff, I tell they ass, I say
Ay, look, Yerc with the Xan', it got me super fried
I know this opp, his ass died inside an Uber ride
Uh, uh, I know broski got the wheel, I want Q to drive
We gave the opp cement shoes and watched him scuba dive (baow, baow, baow)
A hundred shots, I know you ain't alive
Didn't even make the news yet, but I know that nigga died
Uh, uh, switchy spit, blood on the Lanvins
I choose the Perkies over that bitch 'cause she don't understand me
She don't understand me, BloodHound chain dancin'
That nigga never caught a body, he ain't part of the family
She said she wanna get high, I gave her a piece of Xanny
You a actor, nigga, your ass need a Grammy
You can't have my baby, bitch, you better take this plan B
Glock 23 on me with a stick, this bitch stick out like Wemby
When you see me, don't blink or stare
Muwop got head tapped, and he had to shave his hair
The drizzy put him in the air
Go against this shit, bitch, I triple dare (yeah)
They find out about them B's, might just get the chair
Head taps, we was aimin' at his hair
I clapped some niggas with no mask, bitch, I don't care
I chased the nigga in no shoes, boy, come here
They wanna talk, don't wanna hear
I spin on shit like I'm a Ferris wheel
Still drive the V without no wheels
This shit like, "Call of Duty," I'm really up ten kills
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