Raq Alert

[Chorus]
Snatched that load like it wasn’t a thing, back in the 'Raq with a 30-round string
Scope on the top and it come with a beam, I ain’t talkin’ no peace when I’m pressin’ this ring
I’m outside tryna catch me a target, bro in the cut with the whip, he heartless
V in the mud, two straps in the carpet, we tryna slide on whoever start it
Tell them goofies I'm locked in deep, wait 'til I land, then it's war on the street
Phone off, masked up, nothin' discreet, if he blink once then he done in a week

[Verse]
Heard they left dude layin’ stiff in the field, I was gone for a bit, now I’m back with the steel
Talk tough, but he know what it is — ain't no passes, we clap where he live
Caught him lackin', he froze on sight, flashlight beam got him lit in the night
Ran through the cut, then I dipped to the right, tossed the .9, then I hopped on a flight
Whole gang know I’m ridin' with pressure, bro say spin? Then I’m givin’ out lectures
No talk, just dots on the Tesla, all black whip like a Reaper collector
Heard shorty linked with the opps, that’s dead, she gettin’ dropped if I spot that head
We don’t do threats, we just paint this red, cleanin’ the scene with a grin and a dread
Wheels turn slick when the chase get hot, V got hit and the brains got popped
Posted on Snap, now his bro got got, that’s karma — the net don’t block no shots
Back in the town with a mean lil’ tuck, trunk got tools, we don't do no luck
If I ever get booked, I ain’t foldin’ up, keep a real close circle, these boys be sus
Catch him at night? That’s clickin’ and dumpin’, I ain’t askin' no questions, I'm gunnin'
Wanna ride with the snakes? Then you dyin' with a hissing sound, I ain't for bluffin'
Heard the feds wanna knock, but I’m gone, changed whips and I dumped that phone
Zari the name that they whisper in tone, back in the ‘Raq where the drill zone grown

[Chorus]
Snatched that load like it wasn’t a thing, back in the 'Raq with a 30-round string
Scope on the top and it come with a beam, I ain’t talkin’ no peace when I’m pressin’ this ring
I’m outside tryna catch me a target, bro in the cut with the whip, he heartless
V in the mud, two straps in the carpet, we tryna slide on whoever start it
Tell them goofies I'm locked in deep, wait 'til I land, then it's war on the street
Phone off, masked up, nothin' discreet, if he blink once then he done in a week