[00:00.301]Intro
[00:00.693](Pipe that shit up, TnT)
[00:09.862](Ayo, Dzimi got the sauce, boy)
[00:15.974]Still a robber from the paul bearer, from the burner
[00:19.971]Still right out from the burner
[00:22.035]
[00:22.505]Chorus
[00:23.498]Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
[00:26.162]I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
[00:28.774]I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
[00:31.726]Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
[00:34.495]
[00:35.018]Verse 1
[00:35.357]his no facade, we up the rod, we known to send shit up to God
[00:37.264]You say it's war, I do your asses like I done them Fvcking boys
[00:39.902]Hold on say, why they tryna play like Top ain't raw
[00:43.194]Been up inside beef for some years but still ain't dead yet in this foreign car
[00:46.067]PTR on me, looking like this B!tch a sewing saw
[00:49.045]Son say in my passenger seat just like a pornstar
[00:51.840]Murder gang, two handles on that .223 like devil horns
[00:54.792]Call the police, don't call the reverend for him (Fvck that boy)
[00:57.091]Bah-bah-bah, he already dead, yeah
[00:59.076]Caught that nigga fumbling then they did him bad
[01:02.211]Gang baby had to fight in jail in different parish
[01:05.163]Check off shit with PayPals with certain assassins
[01:07.827]His family know we stepped on him, I wish I could spit in his casket
[01:10.544]Fvck him, I been thugging, and bet nan one of you B!tches still gon' touch this shit
[01:13.783]This sh!t ain't pretty since I came in, it been ugly
[01:16.526]I whip out my blicky, tell my B!tch just for to kiss it if she love me
[01:19.687]
[01:20.079]Chorus
[01:20.418]Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
[01:23.579]I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
[01:26.296]I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
[01:28.804]Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
[01:31.834]Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
[01:34.786]I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
[01:37.633]I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
[01:40.611]Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
[01:43.040]
[01:43.380]Verse 2
[01:43.641]Hold on, stop the static, yeah, slang that ratchet
[01:45.287]Wait outside his home and put shit up the fastest
[01:48.265]And just in case this shit get hectic, the FN tactic
[01:51.086]You know them hollows coming through shit soon as I blast it
[01:53.986]I say this a murder zone, right here where my granddad home
[01:56.755]Make sure that I got "Gravedigger" engraved in my tombstone
[01:59.445]Them pistols beating up off a beat, since he wanna make a song
[02:02.319]Tell him I'm that same nigga with holes in my shoes walkin' around
[02:05.375]Fvck it, we gon' knock him down
[02:06.733]Green dot, millionaire up in the Cutlass and this B!tch not T top
[02:10.730]Jumping out that gang mobile, it smell like reefer
[02:13.342]I am not no rapper, I'm your Fvcking teacher
[02:16.347]Bloody nigga walk in cocaine white tryna turn up the meter
[02:20.317]Talk your shit, you gon' lose your life the same day I meet you
[02:23.243]This that real right shit can't keep cool say 5 soon as I swung that heater
[02:26.038]This that hitchhike shit, paul bearers bring him out, drag him to the reaper
[02:28.781]
[02:29.303]Chorus
[02:29.800]Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
[02:32.386]I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
[02:35.338]I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
[02:38.002]Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
[02:40.876]Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
[02:43.906]I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
[02:46.675]I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
[02:49.627]Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?

Intro
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Ayo, Dzimi got the sauce, boy)
Still a robber from the paul bearer, from the burner
Still right out from the burner
Chorus
Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
Verse 1
his no facade, we up the rod, we known to send shit up to God
You say it's war, I do your asses like I done them Fvcking boys
Hold on say, why they tryna play like Top ain't raw
Been up inside beef for some years but still ain't dead yet in this foreign car
PTR on me, looking like this B!tch a sewing saw
Son say in my passenger seat just like a pornstar
Murder gang, two handles on that .223 like devil horns
Call the police, don't call the reverend for him (Fvck that boy)
Bah-bah-bah, he already dead, yeah
Caught that nigga fumbling then they did him bad
Gang baby had to fight in jail in different parish
Check off shit with PayPals with certain assassins
His family know we stepped on him, I wish I could spit in his casket
Fvck him, I been thugging, and bet nan one of you B!tches still gon' touch this shit
This sh!t ain't pretty since I came in, it been ugly
I whip out my blicky, tell my B!tch just for to kiss it if she love me
Chorus
Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
Verse 2
Hold on, stop the static, yeah, slang that ratchet
Wait outside his home and put shit up the fastest
And just in case this shit get hectic, the FN tactic
You know them hollows coming through shit soon as I blast it
I say this a murder zone, right here where my granddad home
Make sure that I got "Gravedigger" engraved in my tombstone
Them pistols beating up off a beat, since he wanna make a song
Tell him I'm that same nigga with holes in my shoes walkin' around
Fvck it, we gon' knock him down
Green dot, millionaire up in the Cutlass and this B!tch not T top
Jumping out that gang mobile, it smell like reefer
I am not no rapper, I'm your Fvcking teacher
Bloody nigga walk in cocaine white tryna turn up the meter
Talk your shit, you gon' lose your life the same day I meet you
This that real right shit can't keep cool say 5 soon as I swung that heater
This that hitchhike shit, paul bearers bring him out, drag him to the reaper
Chorus
Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?
Dumb shit, you know that I'm walking with it on me
I say stomp him, then that's when they stepping on your homie
I say stretch him, catch me murder walking then I bang
Pushing next to them, rip down, draw down on you, what you saying?