[verse]
Free my n***a knock knock he'll make ya block hot
Kuddo keep a thirty, he'll take you to the top shot
Juice keep a scope, he'll make ya f**ing top hot
That mac, make him dance, have him skipping like hop scotch
All these n***as hating, they just mad, im a hot shot
Bullets lead this gun, they connect like hot spot
Tryna catch a body, ima ride on the opps block
Lacking with yo b**h, f** around and get your thot shot
Gotta keep that pole on me, ain't no n***a roll on me
Sneak dissing on the pound, then bro'nem gon' leave ya cold homie
Let of hella rounds, come trhough make sh** explode homie
God came and chose homie, someone should've told homie
Tired of these f** n***as acting like they want war
Thirty shots ain't good enough, cause I think that they want more
Leave your a** left, if I catch you by that corner store
Show up to your f**ing crib, bullets trhough ya front door
And im so f** CMB, they know that this sh** is real
All my n***as through throwing 3 for JoJoworld and aikivill
n***as sends shots at my legs you ain't no k**er lets be real
You gon have to send some more if you think thats gonna make me chill
Sending shots im bucking sh**, FTO they ducking sh**
They know my name I ain't no lame yeah I give em the flucksing sh**
Catch me on the 9, with the 9, serving clucks and sh**
Goofy you gon rob who? n***a you ain't touching sh**
Gotta get my n***as on, n***as making diss songs
I am from the pound, you gon know it after this song
Lay you on the ground, we come through and your sh** wrong
All I know is, street sh**, so I can't make a hit song
All my n***as GDK yeah b**h we GDK
n***as say they BDK now sends shots and he be erased
Hollows cook a n***a, serve a n***a like he on a plate
Shotgun shook a n***a blow that sh** and watch his body shake
[outro]
These n***as they dont want war
Goofy n***as they dont want war