Yeah let that lil hoe leave
She gon get replaced
Got tricks right up my sleeve
Put you in yo place
You were talking down
You were talking down
You were talking down on me
Got a hunnid rounds
Got a hunnid rounds
Got a hunnid rounds on me
Uh them niggas been changing up
I got racks bitch still don't feel I made enough
We bout action
We don't do subtraction
Gaining traction
Split you like a fraction
Uh I can't leave the crib without it
And they been scouting
Know that im worth like hunnid thousand
Like a hunnid mill
I got them racks
I'm keeping it real
That boy gon talk we press up
Slicence that boy with suppressors
We put that boy on a stretcher
I'm in the lab like I'm Dexter
And I got twin hoes on me
And I got twin uzis
Roll down roll down the window on me
Pussy boy won't kill me
We in a different league
All my shooters been balling
Wait til I flip this magazine
We finna have your bitch calling
That boy lost he not found damn
Where he now
In the ground damn yeah
God damn