[Intro]
Shout out to the real ones
On the North side, yeah, takin' down opps, on the North side, let’s go
Hold up, come here
Pop up on the opps, bitch, I'm rollin' with a-
Ah, here we go
Hah, pop up on the opps, bitch, I'm rollin' with a-
[?] that shit, come here

[Verse]
Hah, pop up on the opps, yeah, I'm with a legend
Told him to slide out that ride, in a supercar, we revvin'
Come through that block, leave ‘em swiss cheesed, got ‘em shredded
We gon' catch him today or tomorrow, don’t you fret it (Haha)
Big ass four-five, rip through his fit, leave him naked
[?] said, "Get him up out the whip, let’s make it" (Glah, glah, boom)
Why the fuck Lil Rae think he safe?
Man, that ARP got eighty rounds, step back, blow off his face (Glah, glah, come here)
Why BK lurking in that Tampa?
Make that shot, let it bang
[?] AP, switch the weather
Screamin' fuck a ball, three-k [?], my shots hit better (Blah)
Somebody tell that boy to stop
Catch Lil Rae holdin' that mic, wishin' he had a Glock
I ain't gon' lie, got love for Duke, but when I see him, he get popped
Baby, I know you miss your son, but that dissing won’t stop
Maybe not, find his grave, stand over it, whip out my Glock (Ah)
They said that n***a never comin'
Drop some heat, I bet you thought it was mail, nah, it's a bomb
Nothin' but murder on my mind, just spell it back, it’s red rum
See my [?], you see my [?], better run when you see this gun
Ah, I got that killer inside me
Pull up sideways in that demon, Drac gon' kiss him on the cheek
I want that boy to see my face, unscrew the doors on his Jeep
You ain’t never seen this whip pull up, yeah, I scoot and creep (Glah)
Drac put that pussy boy to sleep
BK slide the [?], had to pull out the SRT
He tried to run that push, had to hold him down, we gon' creep
Michael Jackson, walk him down, I bet I shoot this on beat