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[Intro: inci0]
I put a bounty on his head
He steal my swag
I'm 'bouta aim it at his neck
I'm in my bag
You try to stop me, you're just pressed
If he ain't got my money, turn the function to a mess

[Chorus: inci0]
I put a bounty on his head
He steal my swag
I'm 'bouta aim it at his neck
I'm in my bag
You try to stop me, you're just pressed
If he ain't got my money, turn the function to a mess

[Verse 1: inci0]
T-That boy think he funny, I ain't laughing I'm upset
I-I'm posted up with FloodDubs, cooking like we chefs
I'm gripping on that .45, tearing through his flesh
Dumbass tried to scam me, I ain’t read your request
Brand new whip from Argentina, shoutout s4uce
Leaderboard, I'm at thе top
Out the picture you get croppеd
Out your collectives you get dropped
How you twelve and having opps
Counting down, I watch the clock
Just one more shot until he drop

[Verse 2: cewer]
Just one more shot until he drop
Just one more up at my opps
I'm smoking pack, you smoking rocks (Ew)
You found the bag and then you lost it, I guess you lost it
And my Glock is fucking metal, orthodontist
Running to the bank, I'm with ello, smoking chronic (cewer)
I'm smoking chronic, I'm smoking chronic
Blah, blah, blah, blah
Blah, blah, blah, blah
Run it back and watch it rah, rah, rah, rah

[Chorus: inci0]
Put a bounty on his head
He steal my swag
I'm 'bouta aim it at his neck
I'm in my bag
You try to stop me, you're just pressed
If he ain't got my money, turn the function to a mess (Sillyteam!)

[Verse 3: heroinsick]
Boy, you in the back, you know I'm in first place
My bitch got a cake, I ain’t know it was my birthday
Lil' bro in my blunt and skeletons all in my ashtray
He gon’ talk that shit, we run up on him, it’s his last day
He gon’—, he gon' talk that shit, we run up on him with that X-D
Talking all that shit, but yo' bitch wanna come and sex me
You a—, you a fucking teacher, how you tryna fucking test me?
We gon’ tuck him in, we finna put that boy to rest, b

[Chorus: inci0]
I put a bounty on his head
He steal my swag
I'm 'bouta aim it at his neck
I'm in my bag
You try to stop me, you're just pressed
If he ain't got my money, turn the function to a mess