[Hook x2: SD]
Boy don't get whacked, boy we stay strapped
Yeah we love combat, we stay totting the gat'
Yeah we love war, boy don't get
Smoked
I got my n***as out here, they totting to blow
[Verse 1: SD]
Boy don't get wet, you might be next
And if you playing with my money you get stretched
b**h we got vets, don't shoot at chest
And if you running, best be ducking from the tech
You lose your neck, no disrespect
These b**hes on me, they can't fold me, I'mma wreck
We thumbing through a check, these b**hes on my dick
And if his man's got it we gon' rob him on the set
I make your b**h regret, she f** me and the set
This Glock a leave em stitched, b**h I ball like Dominic
We shoot with no regrets, like Stojakovic
I know that I'm the sh**, I can buy the mall with this
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Gino Marley]
Boy don't get whacked, my n***as strapped
We known for running through them racks and get it back
Them pistols clap, and shells attack
If you a target you get hit, then it's a wrap
I smoke blunts in the back, counting racks
Riding through the city with a pistol on my lap
My n***as blow that sack, back to work and get it back
b**h I ball like Money Mitch, for the sh** you could get whacked
You quarterback, then you get sacked
Take you down and you won't get a quarter back
Play quarterback, then you get sacked
Take you down and for that sh** you could get whacked
Squad
[Hook]