Like ([?]) Manuever outside, it's just me and my stepper Bullets like pepper, more hot than my temper 25 times 2, 50 shots all together Shit feel like we both was just flocking forever Thinking I'm bluffing, nigga, never Had his hand in his pocket and ran, I was clever Lil [?] got shot from his neck up Shit went through his brain, that boy needed a checkup (M Row) Bike, foot, V, I don't care how we travel, somebody getting fessed up Had a hard time adjusting my ski, like, I had to tie all my dreads up In the whip on a spree, had to turn up the speed, calling my opper just to give her a heads up Baby, please, stay in your crib, I'll be up in a few when I'm bringing my friends up Tell me the verdict, what's the gimmick Nigga threw 10, so you know Ima double it His mans in the way, not minding his business I threw shots, nigga ducking it I was flocking with anger, ain't stop till its finished He ain't throw back nothing, nigga chucking it They know my stance by the way of my pivot Pass me the ball on court and I'm dubbing it Nigga thought he was crazy, I start upping it Compact 40, shit came with the rubber grip They know my body, I stay on some other shit If they want the smoke, I'm yelling what's up with it Ten toes down, to the floor, and, I'll put a nigga right under it In love with that money, that paper, I'm touching it Not one of them niggas that yall should be fucking with Push one button and I'll get whoever hit Word to my mother, my opps is soft Been on a couple of missions where I got to clicking and these niggas really took off I know that life is a gamble, you win or you lose, but we is not taking no loss And I know this gang banging shit look cool, but half of you niggas don't know what it cost Not hitting no innocents, yall know we be spinning shit Started throwing first cause I saw he was fidgeting All I need is my ski and my gloves, pass me my shades and I promise Ima get rid of him Word to bro, I'm getting sick of it Trigger happy with Jackie, I really love clicking it When I hop in that ride, don't ask who to drive, cause I'm trying to make sure that them bullets is hitting him Manuever outside, it's just me and my stepper Bullets like pepper, more hot than my temper 25 times 2, 50 shots all together Shit feel like we both was just flocking forever Thinking I'm bluffing, nigga, never Had his hand in his pocket and ran, I was clever Lil [?] got shot from his neck up Shit went through his brain, that boy needed a checkup Nigga thought he was crazy, I start upping it Compact 40, shit came with the rubber grip They know my body, I stay on some other shit If they want the smoke, I'm yelling what's up with it Ten toes down, to the floor, and, I'll put a nigga right under it In love with that money, that paper, I'm touching it Not one of them niggas that yall should be fucking with