These bullets dont care bout your dad
He got shot he going out sad
Broke niggas talking its making me mad
Run fast as you can like you playing some tag
Its cool dont worry Im bringing my heater
She throwing that ass Imma catch it, receiver
My windows is tented, Im riding down beamer
He surprise that we slid like we catching a fever
All typa guns big Wokky dont play
This money Im having don't care if you stay
Just like Im tay bitch Im keeping a K
We came in like some paint bitch we finna go spray
Reggie Im smoking I bought me a ounce and its loud and you know you can tell by the smell
The bullets move quick when we walk thru, he tryna move quick but its like he is walking thru hell
She act shy with the gang but dont worry she wit dogs it dont matter cause she had to come out her shell
He thought he was hard tryna pull up on gang we was one step ahead so he you know thats gon fail
Free all my brothers that come out a cell
Ship him the bullets like sending the mail
We know you a rat we know you gon tell
If im setting him up, Im leaving a trail
Bullets is coming, it come at your door
We raiding the place get the fuck on the floor
She taking the drugs she doing the coke
She crashing the party she doing the most
Huh
Getting the bands
I sip the wok and it got me in trance
Niggas be fake im not fucking with friends
I got some money Im doing my dance
Huh
Go for the kill bitch
Pull out my gun you finna go kneel
We sipping drank, dont care bout your pill
We finna check you, see if you real
Dont do that telling dont get a nigga split
Dont do that telling dont get em in the mix
Bullets got flavor like they fucking trix
Im out in the jungle Im playing with sticks
Dont do all that talking cause you know im finna spill em, spill em
I got all these racks I had to put them in the denium, denium
Dont do all that running cause you know im finna kill em, kill em
Dont matter who he call cause they won't be able to heal em, heal em