Keep your promise, don't say shit, We got choppers for your clique
Riding' round with all you sticks We gone' kill em, send a blitz
Oh, dead bodies in the road, Running money up by my dolo
I do not need a hoe, I might drop a bag on his dome if he speaking on me
I ain't give that lil' hoe there a bag now she tweakin' on me
They don't know this shit can get bloody cause they don't even know me
He died with his pole in his hand, they left him leakin' on it
I'ma catch a nigga that rap, and he don't even know it
He gon' lose his life with a bag, Glocks we extended the mag
Walk down we gon' catch him, he dead, We just wanna hit up his head
Take a picture, I wan' see when he bled
Oh, he dead, don't hear shit that he sayin'
Said she want some money, I ain't got it, bitch, I'm actin' broke
I'm gon' stack that money in my pockets till it's overload
Pop a Percocet, mix it with X, that shit ain't for show
Livin' my life wrong, wrong, wrong, I ain't gotta flex
All I want is chrome, chrome, chrome, tryna blow ya set
They done hit his dome, dome, dome, shoulda' came correct
He said that he way too rich, where your workers at
I forgot, I already popped a pill, and it's workin' yeah
Loaded out my mind, catch him do the time
Pour another line, just make sure that I'm fine
I don't need a feature, don't give a fuck what he on
Met him like I gave a fuck, don't give a fuck, never did
Keep your promise, don't say shit, We got choppers for your clique
Riding' round with all you sticks We gone' kill em, send a blitz
Oh, dead bodies in the road, Running money up by my dolo
I do not need a hoe, I might drop a bag on his dome if he speaking on me
I ain't give that lil' hoe there a bag now she tweakin' on me
They don't know this shit can get bloody cause they don't even know me
He died with his pole in his hand, they left him leakin' on it
I'ma catch a nigga that rap, and he don't even know it
He gon' lose his life with a bag, Glocks we extended the mag