(Caught em late night) (Okay, aight) (Run up on em, aight) (Caught em late night) Aight Run up on em late night, gloves and drac's We following em home for the BP Get outside of his whip, I can't let em have it I turn this lil' bitch to a two speed They don't know if I killed them or if I was the driver, but I did both, I switched seat That's a one-man drill, but I smacked like three, had to hop out with two feet Yeah, I hop out with two feet By myself, put a opp in a loose leaf Word in the town, niggas said that I can't come around If it's smoke, tell the boy come shoot me Pull up SRT, 90 down the street, bet it'll get wet like Uzi Had to hop off, park outside cause [?] For the stick, get wild We don't shoot the house, last time it hit at the neighbors Yeah, we spin out this cracker, but this not a regular '392, ' this a shaker Fuck a PS5, won't get no [?] when that shit come through your blinds I ride with 30's, he trip, I murk him I jump out to grab him, I put it on God Big switch for [?], get a cut, grab his shirt Take a look at his seal No, I can't get off my business Ain't doing no playing, just catch me a murder and dip We all in the bed, kissing and laying with this 30' Bitch, I put dick on the lips She give me more when I run in the spot I took everything, somebody give him a beer He stressing Know we need it, told em how it's slimy season We taking everything from shoes to watches, know we need it Nigga, know that it OD's on every drill Reload the stick: Overheated Mini micro draco, tapping cherry bone, shoot through that hole for peeking I say, line it up, come outside, get you a fair one Told them stand at one end of the street, made the last shooter be the best one Slidin' in the tank, I told my opp he dumb as fuck when he bought a Tesla Fooly stick, flipped that electric piece of shit, wait till I catch him BK Broad day when we come through, but they scared to spin White boy on the roof, I'm payin' this cracker to do his job You step in his yard, you get shot in the tooth Hell yeah, that cracker got aim, I told you, lil twin don't play no game Come on with your draco, you switchin' your Glock I bet that this white boy here tap ya brain Got a big 10 million just for a clown, he ran up and I let him down Heard his partner talking up the street Tryin' to save him, but 30 made him turn around another tree Trying to save him, but 30 made him turn around It's too late, tryin' to save us? Too late, you go Trying to save you, bro, it's too late Camouflage in the club with a big drake Catch em lackin', I'm trolling, I'm swinging the stick, but I'm yelling out: Get faced! Catch em lackin', we trolling the opps He tried to take off, a hole in his socks Treat a opp like a new pair of shoes Pull up with that ten, jump out, I put em both in the box I forgot to brush my teeth, but I grabbed that Glock, might die leaving Last nigga ran up on BK, can't move no more, quadriplegic, dickhead You don't even know what that mean, just sit back and look it up real quick Hahaha, aight? Ready? Aight When I jump out the cut with this big-ass drac, I bet you ain't nowhere to run to Heard he out on a date loafin' with this bitch, jump out, I hit this stick out her front tooth He was laughing when bro died, but I ain't crack a smile when I came out the sunroof Catch him lackin', tryin' pop the trunk, I'ma pop him and ask: Oh, your gun ain't on you? Hey, man, say, man, not my fault, man, nigga got caught down bad, fye not in his pants Nigga leave his gun in the trunk, you get slumped Hey, man, nigga got smoked like some reefer, wouldn't wanna be ya Aight