Damn, it's busy

Slidin' in two steamers, one all black and it's a beamer

Two twin glocks, which one cleaner'? Three Hellcats, which one meaner'

Four bad bitches, all shakin' ass. Five extensions, all pro-mags

Six more ****, I'm on the ass. Seven dead ****, all toe-tagged

But now my Glock is heatin' up, it's like Chef Curry vs. the Caps

You ain't got no delevedova , so don't let that high point, fuck you over pick up a Glock

Or get a bible, I'm gon' get my brand new wife

You think I'm playin', I'm on your ass. And pay for bail, cause I got cash

They lightskin', I'm gon' smash. Fuck ha once and do the dash

Slide on Kd and Lil' Spaz, they in the back with full drum mags

Think I ain't gon' keep my word, them leave them Brains all on that curb

Pop the witness, Ain't no word, off the walk, my words, they slurred

Counting digits like I'm a nerd, I'm too high, might pop a bird

I just pace like 2 3.5's, brand new Drake, don't come with knives

I ain't talkin' 21 Savage, think the opps need 21 casting

Cause we slidin' day and night, 24-7, got my pipe

Think we end this shit tonight, and it ain't gon' be no fight

All I make is slaughter, music might as well kiss your bitch goodnight

We put hot shit in yo Buick, fuck around, give you an early flight

Send you up there with your granny, ain't that what you pray at night

Slidin' in two steamers, one all black and it's a Beamer

2 twin glocks, which one cleaner, three Hellcats, but which one meabet

Four bad bitches, all shakin' ass, five extension, all pro mags

Six more ****, I'm on the ass, seven dead ****, All toe tags

But now my Glock is heatin' up, it's like Chef Curry vs. the cavs

You ain't got no delevedova, so don't let that high point, fuck you over

Pick up a Glock or get a Bible, or I'm gon' get my brand new rifle

You think I'm playin', I'm on your ass, and pay for bail cause I got cash