TOP SHOTTA

I could up w da right, or up w da left
Either way, dis nigga getting stretched
Hallow tips, bussing, flying at his neck
I'm da demon, niggas better respect

BlammaK, all dem niggas is shot
Lil chic money, got hit in his top
Say it's lit, den we spinning
Block
Catch a shot to face, for think dat he
Hot

Yes bitch, I got shooters on shooters
But it really don't matter when I'm upping
My ruger
Cause either way, I'm still gone boom sum
Imma keep clicking, clicking, till it's done

For a fact, ya better not lack
Call up Jayoo, da menace, n he quick to
Attack
I just say how I feel, when I talk onna track
(Benji) got shot n he not coming back

Coy be bugging, tryna catch em a PD
DaDa Dada, da mak, he movin real sleazy
Don't duck ya top, when I aim with da green
Beam
If he trip, that's a (Gunshot) to his figi

In da party, yk that she shaking
It
Off da dusce, yk that I'm breaking
It
If he got what I want, den I'm taking
It
GTS, bitch we ain't none to play w

If I spot em, I got em
I swear I cause madness
He can run if he want, he get
Turnt into ashes
Now that boy up into past tense
Clapped him
Stabbed em
Whacked em

Me N Twan gone go back to back
Uppin at shit, tryna flick at his hat
2 shooters, so yk that we strapped
Back to back hits, tell dese niggas get back

Now it's back to da block
Threw so many shots, he thought
He was shot
Red beam, put da Glock to a opp
Watch me flock, on his block, tryna knock
Off a top

Ride or die bitch, put da chop
In her Purse
Fw da guys, you get put onna shirt
Headshot, put em in a dirt
W shai, he go dumb off a yerk