[Intro] Bet twenty more, I hit the first roll
Freaky b**h on go, she gone off the road
Run up in your house like I'm commando
Clip hanging out the Glock, extendo
[Chorus] Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[Verse 1] Strapped like it's Belly, you singing, R. Kelly
You play it get deadly, it's Grape Gang, no jelly
I'm counting up fetti, you talking already
I pull up with choppers that come with machetes
I'm f**ing on Betty, her head got me steady
I call her Lil Caesars, that b**h hot and ready
My gun a Lil Caesars, that b**h hot and ready
I dumped my lil b**h, now that b**h hot and jealous
Hold up, let me catch my breath
Shoot a n***a teeth, then say he k**ed himself
Fill up [?] like a [?] Paralyzed waist down, now he can't feel himself
Ride with my guys man, I swear it ain't nothing else
Freaky b**h, I make her touch herself
I'm balling in town, look like f** a ref
Leave his a** stanking, I blow him like bad breath
Woah, double-oh-seven, hit him with the weapon, gotta
Go, when the police come, dip underground
Spend a hundred somethin' when I move around
Lil bitty boy, you still eat off the ground
You see them Haitians, they up on the Gram
Shh, don't make a sound
[Chorus] Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
[Post-Chorus] Bet twenty more, I hit the first roll
Freaky b**h on go, she gone off the road
Run up in your house like I'm commando
Clip hanging out the Glock, extendo
[Verse 2] Homicide, b**h we known for that
Screenshotting sh**, I text her, you too grown for that
Yeah that trap sh**, I got two phones for that
I'm a dog, I think that I got a bone to fetch
Stop what you're doing
Thirty-three in my clip, that's Patrick Ewing
Open up wide, girl I'm looking for the chewing
Shawty gave me head, now I know what she pursuing
It's the nina with the coolant
Mask on, AR, b**h that's on my side
PRG, 700, we don't let sh** slide (crip)
We don't let sh** slide (crip), n***a play with me I ride (crip)
b**h I'm cripping with the guys, We D-up with three high fives
[Chorus] Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot