Confused lyrics

[Intro]
(It's Migz Dior, baby)
(Jac, run this motherf*cker up)
(Aye, Nxxre)
Grah, don't get me confused, like
Grah, grah
Boom, boom, you heard?
Word to my deads, n*gga
Grah, grah, grah, grah

[Verse]
Please don't get me confused, with this rap sh*t
Word to my deads, f*ck a mic, I done clapped sh*t
Word to my mother, I had n*ggas duckin'
If they didn't run, would've flew with Aladdin
Free Jay Blitz, Mr.-Blitz-For-No-Madden
n*ggas got shot and they know that I tagged 'em
[?] on his block tryna act like his bro
Blue [?] yellin' "What's crackin'?"
He sittin' back, I told brodie to blast 'em

[Bridge]
In the back in the V, I just hope that I catch 'em
She tryna f*ck, but I know that she ratchet
Oh, she tryna line me? Shе must think I'm average
Citizen App, that's whеre it happened
[Verse]
I-I-I don't want me a DR, I want one in the casket
Beam on they back, tryna see who the fastest
Got my G on the scene, I don't care 'bout that mad sh*t
I was broke, now I always see red
Word to my deads, I done dumped off the pegs
He try to run, on bro I made 'em fled
Better ask on my scene, I do not aim for legs
But if she tryna line me, I'm clappin' the leg
Put the beam on his head, tryna take off his dreads
Oh, she from that side? She tryna have sex
If she think I'm fool, not usin' her head
Don't put no trust in a b*tch, only trust in my gun
'Cause a b*tch gon' leave, bullets make 'em run
Tryna cover that boy, better hide wit' her son
'Cause if I'm on the Woo, tryna turn somethin' to Runtz
I ain't leavin' that block, until somethin' drop
You think that I care that you hopped out at cops?
I done jumped over cars, and told brodie, "Walk"
Cause he got in the way while I'm tryna throw shots
DOA block, I done been there before
Word to my deads, better not go to the store
Thirtteen on that street, can't pick up that call
There's no way that he livin' his life anymore
If catch a opp, go talk to the Lord
If I'm spinnin' Jeff, I must've been bored
I might catch a body before I'm on tour
Free the bros out the can doin' time behind walls
And don't try to question my shooters
And don't bring a bro who got hit off that scooter
If he try to run, lil Jay gotta boom 'em
They like, "Jay5ive don't listen, tryna catch a new one"
I get to flockin', I could be a tutor
SD get to barkin', sh*t long like a ruler
LBZ be on di*k, but I want me a cougar
When I up, I need a b*tch who gon' call me an uber