Visual

[Intro]
Every fuckin' track, you heard?
It's that DudeyLo nigga, man, shot after fuckin' shot
Like, yo, Hardhead, how many fuckin' tracks we gon' geek on, bro?
Baow, baow, baow (Hardheaded, baby)
Come here, baow, baow

[Chorus]
Lemme talk, lemme give them a visual
Better walk with it, don't let 'em get to you
Brains all on the floor, it was critical
Hospital sound, well, you know that he—
Well, you know that he dead
Like this Glock, he got one in the head
Momma need me, can't think about death
Throw first, DudeyLo, I'm the threat (Ah, ah, baow)

[Verse 1]
That's what you hear when it's time for thе doctors to get 'em
Rainy day, we just caught us a victim
Paint thе city, they play with my twinnem, baow, baow
Like, like, how many times did I say I don't play about mines?
You think I'm just sayin' this shit 'cause it rhyme?
This is the sound that you hear when he—
What you hear when he die
I ain't gon' lie, lost bro and I cried
Park the V, spinnin' nights on they side
You ain't hear 'bout what happened to—
No, I can't say his name
Word to my dead, I don't care 'bout the fame
And if they send me the addy, I came
I got Cz in the night, I got Cz in a day
And, and these bitches, and these bitches gon' get you in trouble
Think with your dick, you get put in a duffle
Or she might just really wanna fuck you
See, see that's where it get tricky, is it worth it to die for some kitty?
But what if it's pain and that pussy get drippy?
Fuck it, I'ma just go with my blicky

[Chorus]
Lemme talk, lemme give them a visual
Better walk with it, don't let 'em get to you
Brains all on the floor, it was critical
Hospital sound, well, you know that he—
Well, you know that he dead
Like this Glock, he got one in the head
Momma need me, can't think about death
Throw first, DudeyLo, I'm the threat (Ah, ah, baow)

[Verse 2]
They thought it was sweet, had to switch up the plan
Big gun, I made most of them ran
I was out bendin' when they said I can't
Summertime, I was troopin', when they was in camp
They say they opps, but I think they fans
They don't come to this block, they just chill on the 'Gram
They don't pick up they knock and come let that shit blam
Bro got touched, we was spinnin' like fans
Like, wait, I'm 'bout to tell 'em
Wait, lemme tell 'em how we really get
Wait, lemme tell 'em how we get in Vs and somehow every time somebody end up hit
Wait, what? Please don't forget
Please don't forget what we did to your friend
Please don't forget about boy that was ballin' on court, but we had to put him on a bench

[Chorus]
Lemme talk, lemme give them a visual
Better walk with it, don't let 'em get to you
Brains all on the floor, it was critical
Hospital sound, well, you know that he—
Well, you know that he dead
Like this Glock, he got one in the head
Momma need me, can't think about death
Throw first, DudeyLo, I'm the threat (Ah, ah)

[Outro]
Baow, baow, baow
Baow, baow, baow
Every fuckin' track (Hardheaded, baby)