Heat Tucked

I got 30 in my .40, and you know this shit retarded, huh (shout out my nigga Synco)
Ha-ha-ha, it's up, it's up, brrt

Mask on, we gon' knock him off, I'm off a CashApp
I got my strap on me, I'ma drop some guap, I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome, metal on the handle, where that kite now?
Jakiyah, bring yo' ass home, where you at? I'm tryna lay this pipe down

Last long, we gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on, guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren, Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin', we gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house

7.62 and .556s, we uppin', and no, ain't no missin'
Ridin' for my ambition, ballin' on seven sixes
Lil' shawty, she got a nigga, I fuck her and call her sister
Screamin' out, "Fuck the system", I'm rockin' out with my niggas

Sosa we up them pistols, I'm pourin' out lean and liquor
J-Jump-Out-Gang we the sickest, these niggas know who official
Section 8, they can get it, and anybody who wit' 'em
Yesterday with the 50, we hit him all in the temple

Ronald Reagan, uh, presidential tint the window, uh
Outta state, uh, purple baby in my swisher
Roddy Ricch, stick inside the box, we creep then wet 'em up
Every day, I be drippin' sauce like on the regular

Mask on, we gon' knock him off, I'm off a CashApp
I got my strap on me, I'ma drop some guap, I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome, metal on the handle, where that kite now?
Jakiyah, bring yo' ass home, where you at? I'm tryna lay this pipe down

Last long, we gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on, guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren, Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin', we gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house

Just make sure that stick in reach, play with my clique and you deceased
4trey opps 'cause I can free easy 'cause I be mad at hood, either hood be mad at me
But if you ever play with hood, we gon' beat you 'til you bleed
I put that shit on - and -, we go bangin' from the bleachers

Lil' homie know this paper good, he bound to stank ya for a feature
Roll up some weed, like, "What up wit' em?" I'm blowin' purple baby reefer
Wait, let's get this understood, boy, I'm a murder baby demon
Payback, I be sippin' mud, came from the mud

Uh, left foot creep, ooh, walkin' with that heater
I bought the body from Lul Timm, it's both of ours, rest in pee
Magazine and Glocks extension stocks inside my Nina
Watch I do my dance, look how I walk, I got that heat tucked

Mask on, we gon' knock him off, I'm off a CashApp
I got my strap on me, I'ma drop some guap, I'm off a PayPal
Black chrome, metal on the handle, where that kite now?
Jakiyah, bring yo' ass home, where you at? I'm tryna lay this pipe down

Last long, we gon' up the score and burn the town down
Racks on, guns and ammunition in my townhouse
Ralph Lauren, Mike Amiri denim hold my four pound
Whack somethin', we gon' send some bullets through yo' whole house