[Chorus: WizDaWizard]
Steppin' through blood puddles, gunfights every night
Lurkin', look for my mans, I see him, it's on sight
Know I stay prayed up, them angels they over me
Gotta stay lowkey, the feds they on to me
Mama be praying for me, you know that she love a G
Stay riding wit' it ni**a, that chopper stay close to me
Stay riding wit' it ni**a, that chopper stay close to me
Won't let 'em bury me, no I won't let 'em bury me, no
[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
I never had a job, I put the Drac' to work
Only way you'll kill me is if you sell me a fake perc'
Sliding through Lake Worth, bendin' and politickin'
Trying to stay out the hood, but I lovе me some Broward b*tches
Skеletons in my closet, gunpowder in my dreads
Back and forth with the dead, that's how I got to play it
And I got heavy motion, geekin' and pistol totin'
I just be cut-throatin', pussy getting bust open
[Verse 2: Wam SpinThaBin]
Slidin' with a MAC, tryna do a ni**a dirty
And we only tote brooms Wam, we don't spin with no .30's
b*tch, I never miss, MAC and Drac', I shoot like Curry
Itchin' for some fame, I'ma go make you a jersey
Bounce out with this KK, put a ni**a on the news
ni**a check the stats, yeah we sent sh*t to the Moon
We got all the chops, ni**a we got all the blues
We bend all the blocks, we knock ni**as out they shoes
[Chorus: WizDaWizard]
Steppin' through blood puddles, gunfights every night
Lurkin', look for my mans, I see him, it's on sight
Know I stay prayed up, them angels they over me
Gotta stay lowkey, the feds they on to me
Mama be praying for me, you know that she love a G
Stay riding wit' it ni**a, that chopper stay close to me
Stay riding wit' it ni**a, that chopper stay close to me
Won't let 'em bury me, no I won't let 'em bury me, no
[Verse 3: Kodak Black]
Ayy, ni**as know what's up, heavy smoke, horse breath
Soon as we get the drop, we right at your doorstep
Yeah, that murder for the low, everybody know I deal in death
I be higher than a crow, everybody know I'm smoking meth
The Bentley bendin' through the Dell, on missions, bendin' by myself
I went and got too many M's, I can't be hitting b*tches bare
I don't need a scale, if sh*t don't add up, I can tell
Me and Syk' ni**as for life, until I die, it's NFL, yeah
Ain't no way a ni**a play that's really rare
I've been scopin' for a week for ADT, I'ma get in there
Pussy ni**a what? You say it's up? Then get me there
I do my dog, top shotta, big revolver catch the shells