Stupid lyrics

[Intro]
Yozora
Leg shot, leg shot

[Chorus]
Smokin' Dotty, I ain't tryna pass it
I don't f*ck wit' no Jets, if he flyin' than I'mma crash it
Like to run, b*tch I be causin' static
Oh he got a gun? But my sh*t auto-
Oh he got a gun? But my sh*t automatic
30 shots in my gun, no Steph
Reach for my ice, then bullets get to blasting
.40 rip 'em in half, we turned him into a fraction

[Verse]
Spin the 8, where we goin' next?
Tryna do a n*gga like he Cyrus
Off a perc on a drill, I'm excited
Oh it's smoke? Then n*gga we gon' light it
I'm from the streets but n*gga I ain't fighting
Back out my G, and a n*gga think he Tyson
Do my bops cause I don't do the hips
Dropped the blick, I almost dropped the-
Dropped the blick, I almost dropped the grip
I don't lack, don't put me in no spliff
Off the liquor I start actin' crazy, might bend the opps, the cops never phased me
G17 and it don't got no safety
Done clicked every chop, don't ever try to play me
I was buggin' no cap ion play
Dumpin' the opps make them run relay
Ootin' on blocks, no mask, broad day
Gettin' chased on the strip, yeah I'm talkin' bout Say
[Chorus]
Smokin' Dotty, I ain't tryna pass it
I don't f*ck wit' no Jets, if he flyin' than I'mma crash it
Like to run, b*tch I be causin' static
Oh he got a gun? But my sh*t automatic
Oh he got a gun? But my sh*t automatic
30 shots in my gun no Steph, reach for my ice than bullets get to blasting
.40 rip 'em in half, we turned him into a fraction