[Intro]
Okay
Aye
[Verse]
Riding with a pistol packin Glock
Perfect day to shoot a opp
If you don't f*ck off ima smoke your block
If a n*gga pull up
Ima shoot that b*tch
Be afraid, I ain't a n*gga to mess with and will get gnarly
Blood in your mouth
My straps are f*ckin pernicious
Puncturing nails like i'm superstitious
6ix9ine and Drake are dry now THAT's a fact
Blast a n*gga with that tote
Drag his corpse in a shack
Call me Mister Huncho Jet Black
Cuz i'm fast and dead-