Premeditated lyrics

[Intro]
b*tch give me my Glock
Give me my 30
Go give me that
Go give me, go give me that Glock

[Chorus]
I know you want it‚ bro don't act like you ain't on it
He got beef then what you tryna go do (sh*t we could [?] 'em too)
You know you hungry bro don't act like you ain't [?] I got my 30‚ what you tryna go do (sh*t you could strap up too)
sh*t you my twin‚ and we go in, it ain't no friends, so if they playin'‚ we get zipped up too (sh*t they get [?] too)
f*ck with the plug, we show him love [?] we got the in, we gon' get you too (b*tch we gon' kill you too)

[Verse 1]
We money hungry got a mission for them bands I know my soldiers they go all in too (I know kid gon' shoot)
I got a Ruger with me 50 he gon' shoot it with me‚ playin' we could get him too (I [?] holler at you)
He hit the club, he full of drugs, he in and out, I heard the plug 'posed to meet him here too (Say 3, get him too)
I heard his girl she doing hair and selling nails and selling drugs out the same damn spot (Say [?] grab that thot)
I heard that [?] go to woot-de-woot school, just pick him up and tell him ride witchu' (Lil Dee this sh*t gon' go through)
We clip 'em all at the end, you steady playin', sittin' around, 12 gon' get you (Man kill 'em all, my dudes)

[Chorus]
I know you want it, bro don't act like you ain't on it
He got beef then what you tryna go do (sh*t we could [?] 'em too)
You know you hungry bro don't act like you ain't [?] I got my 30, what you tryna go do (sh*t you could strap up too)
sh*t you my twin, and we go in, it ain't no friends, so if they playin', we get zipped up too (sh*t they get [?] too)
f*ck with the plug, we show him love [?] we got the in, we gon' get you too (b*tch we gon' kill you too)
[Verse 2]
Our second victim, he be trippin', he be full of H
sh*t in and out the hood, on Hollywood, he catching plays
We sent the [?] at him, redrum she played him good
sh*t 10 racks to get him smacked to show me where you live
I heard his brother be loaded he ducking off them pills
Word got 'round that Flippa say he stay in Sherwood
Now he got pounds in the house, I heard he living good
Now put a pus*y on his sh*t and show him that it's real
I want the bands, sh*t where the smoke, my brother want you dead
sh*t you move wrong and Imma put two of 'em in your head
I want the bands, sh*t where the smoke, my brother want you dead
sh*t you move wrong and Imma put two of 'em in your head

[Chorus]
I know you want it, bro don't act like you ain't on it
He got beef then what you tryna go do (sh*t we could [?] 'em too)
You know you hungry bro don't act like you ain't [?] I got my 30, what you tryna go do (sh*t you could strap up too)
sh*t you my twin, and we go in, it ain't no friends, so if they playin', we get zipped up too (sh*t they get [?] too)
f*ck with the plug, we show him love [?] we got the in, we gon' get you too (b*tch we gon' kill you too)