Get a [?] to come thru shooting get you hit in the fitted Stop the capping in your raps niggas ain't drill in a minute We bending in minutes, windows is tinted Stepper said he hella dizzy he been spinning and spinning In the Bronx I'm with a Drilly it's a DOA Homie said he got some food he need a BOA You ain't following no order you can see your way Hit a oppa in the matta then we speed away Run up on him with a shiesty they ain't see his face Ain't no running from a switch we shot him either way Tryna crawl, we hit a u-turn and we emptied on him Couple shooters they be stomping, they be stepping on 'em Shell catcher got the .38 special on me Run up on him at the light like, "What you selling homie?" Wrapped in McQueen like we from Isis, we be spinning and sniping Tummy shot, gooey sauce, put that boy in a diaper When I landed in the A first thing I bought was a rifle How the fuck you GDK? You never met a disciple Kidnap a opp, pillow on his face watch him stifle Same blixk from the last hit you know I recycle Lurking thru the streets, running thru the p'z Hopping outta v's, he was thinking it was sweet Thought I heard him breathe, run up on him squeeze Shordy with the opps, we get to aiming at her weave They ain't even see, when we got off the scene Ain't really a opp if you ain't never see him bleed They ain't have a trace I know my stepper did it clean Press the wrong button he might just go on a spree