[Intro]
Trevor, what the fuck?!
You're a goner!
[Chorus]
Yuh (Yeah), let me know where you gon' be
Switch into the Cullinan, reclinin' in the seats
Got no body bag, so we gonna dump him in the creek
Yeah, that ho gon' be a victim if his homies don’t retreat (Yeah)
Like ho, I’m war ready, I don’t want to talk (I don’t want to talk)
And we got .4’s heavy, aim it then we pop (Then we pop)
Like ho, I’m war ready, I don’t want to talk
I don’t really know nothing, I just want to chop
[Verse]
I’ma stomp a ho out if she basic (Yeah)
Steppin' in some new rocks, I’m not rockin' Asics
If he don't shut up, grab his mouth, then I tape it
All black hoodie on, know I’m boutta break in
Yeah, I’m steppin' stupid bro, like ho, what you want?
Big body Bentley truck, hundred rounder in the trunk
Yeah, up that choppa, ho, I’m going dumb
If he gotta problem then you know I’m gonna let it bust
Yeah, like who’s that knockin' at your window?
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, let the blick blow
Yeah, like, why you talkin' slick though?
Ho, I’m going schizo', leave you with a slit throat
I can’t decide if I want Trueys or some Ricks
He want the Uzi, let it rip, now we be shootin' at the whip
Yeah (Yeah), I gotta toolie with a grip
Yeah, I be goin' stupid, really booling with the clique
[Chorus]
Yuh (Yeah), let me know where you gon' be
Switch into the Cullinan, reclinin' in the seats
Got no body bag, so we gonna dump him in the creek
Yeah, that ho gon' be a victim if his homies don’t retreat (Yeah)
Like ho, I’m war ready, I don’t want to talk (I don’t want to talk)
And we got .4’s heavy, aim it then we pop (Then we pop)
Like ho, I’m war ready, I don’t want to talk
I don’t really know nothing, I just want to chop
Yuh (Yeah), let me know where you gon' be
Switch into the Cullinan, reclinin' in the seats
Got no body bag, so we gonna dump him in the creek
Yeah, that ho gon' be a victim if his homies don’t retreat (Yeah)
Like ho, I’m war ready, I don’t want to talk (I don’t want to talk)
And we got .4’s heavy, aim it then we pop (Then we pop)
Like ho, I’m war ready, I don’t want to talk
I don’t really know nothing, I just want to chop