(Bang) (Bang, bang, bang) (Vroom, vroom, vroom, vroom) Fuck a pandemic, we team 10/31 we keep our mask on (yeah) Everyday be hollerin', "These ain't no prop guns!" All my niggas stuck with me, so fuck it, get it, money All these drums on me you run up on me then you dumb Tried to get the one up on me, bitch, I saw it coming That nigga called me trash so I showed them how I'm dumping We call that boy Omarion, them bullets fly he krumpin' You really goin' get hit, I'm too grown no time for the jump Don't tell me I'm radioactive, baby I'm way too flashy Classy your ass, racks of the class, either way, nasty She callin' me daddy, spooky, goin' boo her badly She like my streaks, I'm an empty shell, she too romantic Should have been madly, madly, madly in love with a nigga Get a nigga gladly, I ain't talkin' 'bout hoes' I'm gettin' me fidgets Heard your partner got shot for flexin' on his own niggas Heard your partner got dropped, crossed out by his own niggas Heard you got raided by SWAT and it was by your own niggas He testified to save his ass and told on his own niggas Sleep the day and vent the night, we don't creep up on niggas Don't condone and vouch for that, not even for my own niggas Fuck a pandemic, we team 10/31 we keep our mask on Everyday be hollerin', "These ain't no prop guns!" All my niggas stuck with me, so fuck it, get it, money All these drums on me you run up on me then you dumb Tried to get the one up on me, bitch, I saw it coming That nigga called me trash so I showed them how I'm dumping We call that boy Omarion, them bullets fly he krumpin' You really goin' get hit, I'm too grown no time for the jump Jump, hoop Extra bullets for your crew Yeah, we been havin' sticks, this shit ain't new Yellow diamonds cuttin' that rack like Pikachu I'm so sick, with the stick, I got the flu I been stumping, I be marching like them troops I heard he ratted on his whole gang, niggas really lame Yeah, I bang for real, Billy gang, I been hit my flame How it looks, got that gleezy clutch, stick out in the cut We send bullets in a rush, two two three go I heard that boy was movin' pounds but that shit ain't addin' up You send work, in the mail, I'm so slimey like a snail Workin' Cash App in the jail Fuck a pandemic, we team 10/31 we keep our mask on (yeah) Everyday be hollerin', "These ain't no prop guns!" All my niggas stuck with me, so fuck it, get it, money All these drums on me you run up on me then you dumb Tried to get the one up on me, bitch, I saw it coming That nigga called me trash so I showed them how I'm dumping We call that boy Omarion, them bullets fly he krumpin' You really goin' get hit, I'm too grown no time for the jump (Fuck a pandemic) (We team 10/31, keep our mask on) (We team 10/31, keep our mask on) (We team 10/31, keep our mask on)