Critical (feat. Sdott.Ek)

I spot me an opp, these bullets won't last
I fuck with my Hat's they gon' aim for ya caps
We ran on a opp, that boy ran laps
Mir on this track, he gon leave your ass flat
I'm smokin' on dead's got the gun on my lap
I catch me Amir, he get beat with a bat
That boy started runnin' think he the flash
If the gun jam up, my 'ooter gon blast
Big EBK y'all know what I'm on
I'ma bend through that block I ain't showin remorse
Me and Mir go four-for-four, we gon' back out the knocks shootin' at ya door
I'm shootin' from the deep, just know that I scored
Ain't really Makk, just know I'mma ball
Bullets gon' hit 'em send him to the doctor
Big BOA I'm the top shotta
If you fuck with the opps, you get hit in ya māthā
Shots to his back he doing bachata

(Man I'm done shittin' on these niggas, yo Mir hop on this track real quick)

Catch a opp I'mma score
Sending like four (Like four)
If he not dead, I'mma send twenty more (Twenty more)
You an opp nigga, get sent to the morgue (To the morgue)
When you see me, better pray to the Lord
Y'all talk on my name, but you niggas not scorin'
Opp thot in the back, and that bitch she whorin'
She suck me and gang 'cause we whippin' them foreigns
Y'all niggas is rats, ya be jackin' informants
Big EBK, I'm jus talkin' the facts
Jackin' us K leave ya brain onna mat (Fuck the opps)
Spin with Sdott put a O in ya back
Glock got a dick, and I'm lettin' it clap (Grrah-grrah-boom, nigga)
Open up BOA, send me the loot
Pussy boy gettin' slapped if he throw up the Woo (He's dead)
Fuck with the opps, and I'm droppin' you too
Slide wit' a stick, just like we playin pool
Treesh tryna line me, she think I'ma fool
Jackin' the opps I'mma split you in two
Sdott my 'ooter, yeah he get to blastin'
I fuck with them niggas that be in a Aston
My opps always hungry, I think they be fastin'

(Ha-ha, nah we went crazy)
(Nah, word gangy)
(Big BOA, suck my dick)
(RIP Cdot, RIP Tony nigga)
(Grrah)