[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)