Exposing Me Remix lyrics

[Intro: Rah Swish & Curly Savv]
Steve Chea on the Beat
9 shots in the Ruger
Gang, gang, gang
I step on the court they like, "Watch the shooter"
f*ck is ballin', bro
Grrt, baow, baow, baow
Sit the f*ck down

[Verse: Rah Swish & Curly Savv]
I'ma state the facts, 3 n*ggas took a flight, OT an' them n*ggas ain't make it back (For real)
Too many shooters on the scene, we hit 'em, like, "Who stain is that?"
n*ggas rats, they askin' 'bout the opps an' like, "Who name is that?"
Tried to take vacations an' got hit, I know they hated that
Mr.-Catch-Me-A-Opp, and leave his facial flat
They like Curly Savv back again, they couldn't wait for that
You was GDK but now you folk, today what gang you jack?
I ain't gonna say what I'ma say 'cause I know these rats
We do not try to play wit' 'em, miss him an' you can lay wit' 'em
Shoot till them bullets deliver, get hit an' them n*ggas play victim
They call 'em opps 'cause them n*ggas fans, they been on my di*k, uh
Too many [?] 50s [?] that still slide 'cause [?] rich
Uh, blixky, blixky, blixky, that sh*t dead flop
Sniper gang K, bullets knock out your left eye
If you drop the woo, b*tch, we comin' for your head top
b*tches gettin' hit, ain't no warnings or no next time
Big NBA, b*tch, you know how we be, [?] took his phone and his ring
n*gga was runnin' it, causin' a scene, I'm waitin' outside the court with a beam
16 is a b*tch, I let these bullets grip him up, call [?] come an' pick him up
Your BM a treesh on the gang I could get a f*ck but I think my zipper stuck
Jeffrey? Come an' test me
I got 22 in this XD
You ain't hit nobody that was Max B
So stop actin' tough 'fore I bend the Gs
Where would they be if we didn't start it?
Hop out the V if he look like a target
Fly with a hoodie, I'm feelin' like Artist
Folks in the spliff [?]
[?] get on they addys and then I go chill after
Shoot if he with 'em, even if he a white drill rapper
And to all the drill rappers who ain't know that I still rap
If I ain't wildin' then I know for sure that Rah Swish gon' still snap
Tag one for this drill sh*t, these opp n*ggas they still wack
Still f*ckin' on a opp b*tch, when I touchdown, I'ma kill that
[?] coat, that sh*t was close
Coka was just talkin' tough that he gangster, then he got exposed
And go bring up when he got posted up on the court 'cause that sh*t was old
22 came home [?] witness 'cause that n*gga told
[Outro: Curly Savv]
Ah, yeah, yeah, that n*gga told
Ah, all the opps some hoes, haha
They don't want no smoke, nah, nah
Especially wit' my gang, n*ggas ain't got no dough, haha