Lay low

[Chorus]
Hit him with the .12, bullets finna hush you
I be on the gamecube chillin' with the window view
We might rush you, Don't stop
AR make his heart drop
Fumble for a second grab the bag or the noose

[Verse 1]
I got the Glocks loaded in it
In the whip windows tinted
With yo bitch she a dentist
Mortal Kombat way I finish
If i'm duckin yo call maybe I'm just busy hoe
I can't take a break until I'm breakin' all my records, oh
And if you wanna talk shit, say it to my face
I ain't scared to leave you bloody
I'm not worried bout a case
Guns blastin' in yo' face hoe, woah!
Ain't nobody on my payroll, go!
I got the weapons from the drums bro, oh!
It's so acidic like that res flow, cold!

If you ask me where my mind go I sold it with my damn soul
Parked up in the lamb told k to get the spliff rolled
I'ma get the bands I stack it up mind yo' info
I think I'm to fucked up homie where the Blick go

[Chorus]
Hit him with the 1-2 bullets finna hush you
I be on the gamecube chillin with the window view
We might rush you, Don't stop
AR make his heart drop
Fumble for a second grab the bag or the noose

[Chorus]
Hit him with the 1-2 bullets finna hush you
I be on the gamecube chillin with the window view
We might rush you, Don't stop
AR make his heart drop
Fumble for a second grab the bag or the noose

[Verse 2]
Just made a bag or 2
I keep it flippin every second then I laugh at you
That nigga talkin like his soul isn't detachable, hell catch a few
I know she want me bad, I do
Can't act a fool
But really I been chillin
Money comin slowly stack that shit up to the ceiling with my dawgs
That bitch woke me up when she was pulling down my draws
Banging on my line I had to block her, oh my gosh
G9 what I'm rocking when I'm walking it be sauce
Swear you just be talking
I ain't ever had a problem with you pussy, come and solve it
When I pull up get to stomping
I just love it, ain't no stopping
I'm just bopping my head, when they listen they say I'm rocking
Fuck that bitch go to bed, I'll be sleeping until the coffin
Take a swing to the head, that katana will leave you topless
You niggas snake, walk with caution
I keep a blade in my pocket
Like Tekken my hits ain't stopping
This combo leaves you no options
Spray bullets into yo office
Stuff money down in my pockets
My wallet filled up with cottage
Opp pack, we smoke it often

[Chorus]
Hit him with the 1-2 bullets finna hush you
I be on the gamecube chillin with the window view
We might 1-2, bullets finna hush you
I be on the gamecube chillin with the window view
We might rush you, Don't stop
AR make his heart drop
Fumble for a second grab the bag or the noose