500 Rounds/Sound The Trumpet

[Intro/Chorus]
Shout, bitch, you don't shoot shit (Buh-buh)
Quickscope, Call of Duty, sonic slip (Grah-ta-ta-ta)
Grip him with the stick, whip stick (Woof, woof, woof)
Chop him with the blick, chopstick

[Chorus]
Shout, bitch, you don't shoot shit (Buh-buh)
Quickscope, Call of Duty, sonic slip (Grah-ta-ta-ta)
Grip him with the stick, whip stick (Woof, woof, woof)
Chop him with the blick, chopstick

[Verse]
Ain't no psychedelics, bitch
We play with demon, ouija clip
[?], opps get peeled like a nigga an orange
I don't want no foreigns, bitch, I want forerunners
Hollow tip have you runnin' on the ground like a foot runner
Have you [?] the clip
And that clip runnin'
Have them stuff you like a turkey
Got your nose, bitch (Yuh, yuh)
Bitches running
Green dot, red dot, five hundred rounds like fucking NASCAR