[Verse]
Woo shit, Straight shit
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Got nothin' on me
Got nothin' on me
Look, look
Fifty shots up in this Glock, it won't let up
XD, a nigga totin' Beretta
Shoot first and do yourself a favor
Report like I'm Craig Sager
Back out, a nigga ain't with the bluffin'
Dread Woo, a nigga shoot you for nothin'
Ten toes up on your block like I'm Drummond
SK'll have 'em runnin', it's Pop Smoke
It's that nigga from the Floss, your bitch right back
And I don't politic 'cause niggas ain't like that
I drop a slip or two and get a light pack
And I don't care if you losin', still fight back
Manslaughter and the homicides, whole bunch of mamas cry
Whole bunch of niggas die, lookin' up, I wonder why
Why niggas took my guy?
I'm still screamin' R.I.P. to all my fallen soldiers
For now, I’m givin hot shells like tacos, big Woo, I'm not Choo
Still duckin' potholes and still dumpin' at Tahoe
I ain't gon front, yeah, I'm a leader man
I been rollin' beaters, man
Hit homeruns like I'm Jeter, man
Pick pipes like I'm Peter Pan
Dripped in Adidas, man
And I wish she worth it
Think about robbin' me and you gon' catch a full clip
I'm from the Flossy, where niggas keep that steel around here
Couple lions, no folks, but gorillas 'round here
If you don't bang what I bang then don't chill around here
Bullets sing, yeah, you fuck around, get killed around here
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