[Chorus]
I'm finna pull up on him with the Glock
If you talking shit, like a pic you get cropped
Don't fuck with you fags, I don't fuck with cops
I got your hoe and she giving me top
I see his chain and he get fucking robbed
Little bro was talking shit, he got fucking shot
I don't leave no prints, so I dip out the spot
[Verse]
Empty the clip on him, now he's down
Bitch, I got a clip and it hold forty rounds
Your bro talking shit, and now he in the ground
Put his face on a poster, he not gon' be found
Say you not a fan, you come to my shows
Only care about a bag and all of my hoes
Told if she want to fuck, she best keep it down low
[Chorus]
I'm finna pull up on him with the Glock
If you talking shit, like a pic you get cropped
Don't fuck with you fags, I don't fuck with cops
I got your hoe and she giving me top
I see his chain and he get fucking robbed
Little bro was talking shit, he got fucking shot
I don't leavе no prints, so I dip out the spot