Warning Shots

Wake yo' punk ass up nigga (punk faggot)
Y'all wanted some attention here it come (there it go)

[Hook x2]
These sounds ain't no warning shots when that gun bark
.50 Cal, lightning and thunder, you hear that gun spark
Pussy niggas playing me close, don't get your son chalked
Pussy niggas doing the most, don't get your lung hawked

[Verse 1]
Niggas want war, scope on a rifle aimed at your front door
I don't need no safety I got one hell of a front for
Done for, hit 'em and roll up like what you front for
Dump more like I got gift cards to the gun store
Pussy nigga tryna lose nine lives for one whore
Outta ammo, I pistol whip him 'til I break son jaw
Shoulda asked your lil man's 'bout me, they tell you some raw
Made a 100k on the road and ain't been on one tour
Crossfit, fuck around get hit with the crossbow
Lost soul, bullets'll hit you, rip up your torso
Sloppy nigga, nerve of these coppers to try and copy niggas
Missed my last show, I got caught up meeting with papi, nigga
Lock a nigga, I'll pop you nigga, your only option nigga
These niggas can't hold me back
Trust me it ain't no stopping, nigga
Pull up waving that chopper, nigga
Turn a phantom to the opera, nigga
Big strap, no kickback, that clip tote as he pop a nigga
Run New York like Sinatra nigga, got a chip on my shoulder
Big as the sun but it ain't as big as my gun
Brought a knife to a fight, I brought a stick with a drum
Black Market, Out The Mud, we built this shit from the crumbs
Team strong, shoot with precision or get the beam on
Beam Jawn, Tech with the Fanta, I get my bream on
Joe Clark, hollow'll hit him and get his neen on
Say you in the gym but I heard you getting your fiend on
Ease up, when I yell Eastside they throw B's up
Duck him in his mouth then I stomp him until he seize up
Try me nigga, please put your G's up, put your cheese up
I'ma take his head off his shoulders though if he freeze up
No rules, I ain't got no rafe or no jewels
But I got shooters with no heart and no screws
Hoes choose, we ain't choosing 'em, that's that duck shit
No chill, all my niggas been on that fuck shit
Buckshots, one don't kill him, he on some luck shit
Ten more, hit him and knock him all out his Trukfit
Past due, I don't make nothing that you could dab too
Gangster shit, this that music niggas get stabbed too
Ain't wanna rap in months, but fuck it nigga I had too
So I could make the shit that these niggas cook up and bag too
Heavy in the streets, see Hunnit Round ain't no peon
Any block I think I see money I put some D on
Intercept the pack and I bring it back like I'm Deon
Got two birds in that Neon, my blood colder than freon
Think you fucking with me lil nigga than throw a Ki on
Even if I die they gon' bump my shit for a eon
All that type-a shit that you niggas on, know that we on
Take your head off for a trophy, feel like I'm Cleon
Hunnit Round Hef, DB8, you know what we on
Hottest young nigga in rap, nigga the phenom

[Hook x2]
These sounds ain't no warning shots when that gun bark
.50 Cal, lightning and thunder, you hear that gun spark
Pussy niggas playing me close, don't get your son chalked
Pussy niggas doing the most, don't get your lung hawked