[Intro]
(Who made this sh*t? )
(mask on, mask on, mask on)
[Chorus]
Tryna swing the other way
(bow, bow)
Burner b*tch take off his face
Youngin can't control that drac get out the way
Or you might be who die today, mmm, tell em bring
That sh*t this way, we gon see what murda say
Got my rig on prolly in the city with a dirty stick and some
sh*t that stick, in the murder zone while im in the seat
Blow they block around tryna kill the business, through dis b*tch
I ain't never scared, murder bag tryna get you dead
Everything round me banging red, hunnid rounds aiming taking off
Yo head, that's a hit stick with a green flag that's tied around
(blitz sh*t) catch the whole clique and then we knock em down
Duck duck goose they run around, out here tryna pop a duck
No stoppin us, bet they got one b*tch that's think he fly but you
Denizen him on [?] like [?] with my potna herm (potna herm)