Bro said it's on the floor, I did my money dance (I did my money dance) A hundred on the chop'll make a opp do the Running Man He said it's funk but I ain't tripping, keep my gun in hand It's 24-Double-0 but I got shooters in Nightinghanistan My life treacherous, like fuck that stock, this GLOCK got stick equipped (That nigga got thirty on it) Like how the fuck you niggas killers? Ain't nobody dead RIP my brother Antt, every time I shed a tear it's another skit [?] the load, [?] and buy another blick Bro just intercepted the pack, he Deion with the pick Like aye, cause, I went and popped up [?], I am not missing Like aye, cause, I done popped blood too and he banged the wrong shit This GLOCK got fully switch so when you shooting it go ah-ah-ah FN Five-seveN [?], this is not no chop (This is not no chop) I just hit a lick for some-tryna set up shop Aye, I'm tryna set up shop I just hit a-for some-I'm tryna set up shop Drop skeezy, park the car, you know I'm bouncing out This baby K gon' stop the load, got niggas hopping out (Got niggas hopping out) I can't let him get away, we finna run him down (Finna run him down) Ran off on the plug, I'm up a couple pounds (I'm up a couple pounds) Aye, bitch, go and fuck it up (Go and fuck it up) [?], we popped your brother, go and pick him up (Go and pick him up) Aye, nigga, this big bitch gon' knock him out his shoes (Gon' knock him out his shoes) Bro just copped a G22, my niggas tryna hoop (My niggas tryna hoop) If it's up then it's stuck, we finna wiggle through (We gon' slide) Better have it on you, niggas lacking, put him on the news (Put him on the news) Dead niggas in my Wood, I don't wanna match it Ain't worried 'bout a opp, we got the drop and them niggas faggots (And them niggas faggots) I'm a ball hog, I'm not finna pass it (I ain't passing shit) Bounce up out the load, get him gone, now he in a casket Aye, nigga, I'm not finna pass it Bounce up out the load, get him gone, now he in a ca- Aye, we put that nigga in that tux, he looking Dapper Dan (He looking fresh as fuck) Why the fuck the opps playing my song like I won't whack a fan? (Like I won't smack a bitch) Magic School Bus, we took a trip and almost crashed the Benz (We on a field trip) My lil bro was born to hoop but he still tryna slam, aye While he was pissing on his balls I was pissing on my hands (I was pissing on my hands) While he was playing G.I. Joe I was tryna cram, aye (I was tryna cram) Nigga, I was playing with poles (Playing with sticks) While he was tryna be Tyrese I was breaking these hoes, aye (Nigga) It was me and lil Tyreek, we was breaking in homes Tryna crack a sucker, we find a strap then we taking a pole (Taking that shit, nigga) Aye, nigga, a real chink bleeder (Real chink bleeder) And, bitch, it's poles in the load, these ain't no seat heaters (Aye) I will chase a hot nigga down like a heat seeker I do not fuck with these niggas, bitch, I'm Stinkmeaner, aye Chase a hot nigga down like a heat seeker I do not fuck with these niggas, bitch, I'm Stinkmeaner, aye