[00:00.00]Bet twenty more, I hit the first roll
[00:03.29]Freaky b*****s on go, she gone off the road
[00:06.88]Run up in your house like I’m commando
[00:10.29]Clip hanging out the Glock, extendo
[00:26.08]Shoot by BlocBoy JB - Tay Keith, ****ing these mother****ers up
[00:28.47]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[00:31.81]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[00:35.32]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[00:38.78]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[00:42.31]Strapped like it’s Belly, you singing, R. Kelly
[00:44.25]You play it get deadly, it's Grape Gang, no jelly
[00:46.01]I'm counting up fetti, you talking already
[00:47.62]I pull up with choppers that come with machetes
[00:49.55]I’m ****ing on Betty, her head got me steady
[00:51.26]I call her Lil Caesars, that ****in hot and ready
[00:53.08]My gun a Lil Caesars, that ****ing hot and ready
[00:54.87]I dumped my lil b***h, now that ****ing hot and jealous
[00:57.30]Hold up, let me catch my breath
[00:58.82]Shoot a ****ing teeth, then say he killed himself
[01:00.55]Fill 'em up with holes like a criminal
[01:02.25]Paralyzed waist down, now he can’t feel himself
[01:03.94]Ride with my guys man, I swear it ain’t nothing else
[01:05.92]Freaky b*****s, I make her touch herself
[01:07.76]I'm balling in town, look like ****ing a ref
[01:09.40]Leave his ass stanking, I blow him like bad breath
[01:11.17]Woah, double-oh-seven, hit him with the weapon, gotta
[01:14.55]Go, when the police come, dip underground
[01:17.67]Spend a hundred somethin' when I move around
[01:19.51]Lil bitty boy, you still eat off the ground
[01:21.23]You see them Haitians, they up on the Gram
[01:22.95]Shh, don’t make a sound
[01:24.76]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[01:28.47]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[01:32.20]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[01:35.67]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[01:39.18]Bet twenty more, I hit the first roll
[01:42.59]Freaky b*****s on go, she gone off the road
[01:46.31]Run up in your house like I’m commando
[01:49.86]Clip hanging out the Glock, extendo
[01:53.36]Homicide, b*****s we known for that
[01:56.65]Screenshotting b*****s, I text her, you too grown for that
[02:00.14]Yeah that trap b***h, I got two phones for that
[02:03.67]I’m a dog, I think that I got a bone to fetch
[02:07.29]Stop what you're doing
[02:09.52]Thirty-three in my clip, that’s Patrick Ewing
[02:13.11]Open up wide, girl I’m looking for the chewing
[02:16.48]Shawty gave me head, now I know what she pursuing
[02:20.11]It be nina with the coolant
[02:21.78]Mask on, AR, b***h that’s on my side
[02:25.41]PRG, 700, we don’t let b***h slide (crip)
[02:29.03]We don’t let b***h slide (crip)
[02:30.82]B***h play with me I ride (crip)
[02:32.58]B***h I’m cripping with the guys,
[02:34.03]We Get up with three high fives
[02:35.96]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[02:39.59]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[02:43.16]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[02:46.73]Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

Bet twenty more, I hit the first roll
Freaky b*****s on go, she gone off the road
Run up in your house like I’m commando
Clip hanging out the Glock, extendo
Shoot by BlocBoy JB - Tay Keith, ****ing these mother****ers up
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Strapped like it’s Belly, you singing, R. Kelly
You play it get deadly, it's Grape Gang, no jelly
I'm counting up fetti, you talking already
I pull up with choppers that come with machetes
I’m ****ing on Betty, her head got me steady
I call her Lil Caesars, that ****in hot and ready
My gun a Lil Caesars, that ****ing hot and ready
I dumped my lil b***h, now that ****ing hot and jealous
Hold up, let me catch my breath
Shoot a ****ing teeth, then say he killed himself
Fill 'em up with holes like a criminal
Paralyzed waist down, now he can’t feel himself
Ride with my guys man, I swear it ain’t nothing else
Freaky b*****s, I make her touch herself
I'm balling in town, look like ****ing a ref
Leave his ass stanking, I blow him like bad breath
Woah, double-oh-seven, hit him with the weapon, gotta
Go, when the police come, dip underground
Spend a hundred somethin' when I move around
Lil bitty boy, you still eat off the ground
You see them Haitians, they up on the Gram
Shh, don’t make a sound
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Bet twenty more, I hit the first roll
Freaky b*****s on go, she gone off the road
Run up in your house like I’m commando
Clip hanging out the Glock, extendo
Homicide, b*****s we known for that
Screenshotting b*****s, I text her, you too grown for that
Yeah that trap b***h, I got two phones for that
I’m a dog, I think that I got a bone to fetch
Stop what you're doing
Thirty-three in my clip, that’s Patrick Ewing
Open up wide, girl I’m looking for the chewing
Shawty gave me head, now I know what she pursuing
It be nina with the coolant
Mask on, AR, b***h that’s on my side
PRG, 700, we don’t let b***h slide (crip)
We don’t let b***h slide (crip)
B***h play with me I ride (crip)
B***h I’m cripping with the guys,
We Get up with three high fives
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot