​good afternoon

[Verse 1: GENC471]
I keep me a Glock, he talkin' shit I'ma shoot (I'm gonna shoot)
Knock at the door, I'm boutta shoot out the roof (Gon' shoot out the roof)
Yeah, he tough (Yeah)
But he ain't bulletproof (Yeah)
We caught him lacking broad-day then we killed him like good afternoon
Hop on the scene and I'm spilling some blood and I'm making a mess, someone please clean it up
When I walk in the room they all starin', they playin' my music so you know I had to turn up
Don't gotta say shit, I just look at my homies, I give them the sign and they know what's up
They call me a rebel, don't go by the rules, I do not carе, don't give a fuck
Shut up, don't give a fuck
You throwin' shots, I'ma just duck
Shut up, run-up
I keep it tucked, tеst your luck
Married to the money, speak now or forever hold your peace
You thought you was flexin' but we know that it was just a lease
Creepin' in the night, I see your ass, I put your ass to sleep
Red pill, blue pill, wash 'em down I'm fucking geeked
Yeah I'm bitter but your shawty call me sweet
Yeah, that boy runnin' from me, that's [?]

[Verse 2: Viizzi]
Viizzi
Bullets flying, better get down 'fore you get hit
Air it out, you be tellin' rumors tryna spread shit
I don't wanna talk it out
I don't wanna hear it out
Runnin' and I clear it out
Your wife commandeering now
All of this money, I get it, I stack it
I feel like it's tennis, I stay with my rackets
She look at my pants and she see that I'm packin'
This shit a .45
I only use it on bitches with no life
Leave you with no life
Leave you with no life
Hands hanging off the curb 'cause I shot him
Putting bullets in his corpse just to make sure that I got him
All these clothes you can't afford, you're [?], you're [?]
Viizzi kicking in the door, give a fuck about no knockin'

[Verse 3: comet]
[?]

[Verse 4: chanelfather]
I told my homeboys to stmop that stupid ass boy right in the face
Keep the Glock 19 up on my waist, keep that shit tucked
Got the drop on him through snap, god damn boy, he outta luck
I try to speak not to much, it's a covert
They know they barriers, I'm jumping over
And that boy inferior, he just a poser
7 killstreak, watch me call in a Harrier
Oh he got that glick but my chopper look scarier
Say keep tight, I feel like I'm Mewtwo
He tryna fight, I send him to YouTube
I need to keep my composure
Hop out the ghost and I hop in the rover
I keep them racks to my ear
Call my name, bitch I can't hear
We got the whole gang out in the field
Drop me a medkit, I need some heals
I feel like Kendrick, smoking your top 5
Made a few racks, all of it online
Step too close boy, that is an upside
Smokin' that crack boy, there ain't no downside
Got all of these drugs in my system, high as fuck, okay let's go
Ain't no goddamn way that we miss him, fuck, are we gon' let him go
That boy got lucky
Why you laugh, that shit ain't funny
See his ass next day, why he callin' me buddy
His bitch on me and she say that she love me

[Verse 5: rubywitch]
I shoot for felonies
He stop at the light and die like a Kennedy
And I don't do meddling
This clip automatic, it look like a centipede
30-round drum, I be handing out remedies
[?]
My ammo blue-tipped, I'm shooting out sedatives
Way that I'm getting this money is federal
[?]
Caught him at night so his soldiers his devils
Soon as I hop out he fold like a pretzel
He had a mouth now he's shaped like a pencil
[?]
You niggas furry, hop over the fence
I pull the gun out, he vanish like presto
I keep it on me 'cause niggas is dense
Cross on the bullet, fuck nigga repent
I swallow molly like I'm eating PEZ
[?]
I'm smokin' pressure, rippin' no stress
Said she like pleasure, we can't be friends
I got a Vector, hit like baguettes
I can't be fuckin', know Ruby a vet
[?]
At 7/11, I'm looking too pricy
He dead on the stretcher 'cause he don't talk nicely
I make him red like I got poison ivy
[?]
At 7/11, I'm looking to pricy
I'm finna jump, suicide likely
Don't ask if I'm deadass, I'm putting it lightly

[Verse 6: lucina]
[?]