[Intro]
When shots go off, n*gga, you won't believe that man
It's recording, right?
Let's get it, Trapnanana
Trapnanana 2
Free the man
[Verse]
Flat, flat, flat, flat, boy, you know it's on sight
Keep that stick on me every day, keep that stick on me every night
Catch him good, man, over that jail and them n*ggas pushin' at night
These n*ggas, they be on deck, these n*ggas ain't livin' right
Uh, shooters, they come out the cut
n*gga, we fly in the sky like a kite
Uh, slide with a rifle
We gon' put some of these n*ggas on ice (Draco)
Uh, your b*tch on di*k tonight
I'ma go through it, go give her the pipe (I got to)
I'm still in the hood like shrimp fried rice
n*gga want beef, he gon' die tonight (Got to)
Uh, who wanna race? Who wanna gamble?
I'm huntin' these n*ggas, I'm dressing in camo
I'm huntin' these n*ggas, I'm feeling like Rambo
I ride with that rifle like my name Django
Big dawg status, you know I got say-so
Slide with the AR, slide with the Draco
Trick bad, n*gga, I give him a halo
These n*ggas they done for life just like Fabo
Gucci, n*gga, with the Valentino (Guwop)
She f*ckin' with a real n*gga, left at zero (b*tch)
Hop out the cut like the neighborhood hero
Faceshot, n*gga, nobody can't see, though
I'm a real slime like Sito
Hold on that Glock when I look out the peephole
In a free car like Stitch and Lilo
Double Back Gang ain't f*ckin' on cheap hoes
Watch your head, I might shoot up your hat
I ain't squashin' no beef, n*gga, I ain't into that
I'm an active n*gga, I'ma die like that
Lost Baby Ahk, I had to cry about that
Lost Baby D, it's eye to eye 'bout that
Can't ride in the front, then get in the back
I run up the bands, had to get in the trap
If she ain't no slime, she don't get on her back
These n*ggas be lyin', ain't drinkin' no Act'
If it's smoke, then I'm gettin' on top of that
Pull on your block like a motherf*ckin' marching band
Bad b*tch callin' me Dada
Mini Draco and it sit in the backpack
I'm an original n*gga and you just a small cat
f*ck the small talk, n*gga, we need that
I hang on the block where they throwin' them threes at
Shots went off, n*gga, you won't believe that
Put my di*k where that lil' b*tch teeth at
Step-back jumpshot, n*gga, where the three at
Fifty in the Glock, then I lift it where the gleef at
Gucci beanie, n*gga, this not a cheap hat
(Let me hear that)