Fukk Goin On

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh

Uh, I'm tryna

Fuck goin' on

Had to test my shit (Frr, frr)

Had to stop and shoot my shi— (Frr, frr)

Had to stop and shoot my shit, see if it work (Frr, frr)

12 blitz the fuckin' store, store get searched

I ain't at that fuckin' store, I got bursts

Backpedal when I shoot, hit the jerk

Shoot his fingers off his hand, no more gangbangin' (Shoot his fingers)

I never talk 'bout who I spin with, the gang nameless

**** act like he don't understand my damn language

I shoot my gun, I ain't gang affiliated

I tried to scam that boy again, he really hate me

Give no fucks about these cops, they Paul Blart

Try to pull up on me, bullets rush your car

Hidin' in a buildin', I gotta rip this bitch apart

Pussy boy not no villain, I'm the only one

New tats keep on peelin', I got more than one

I'm at Morningside with my fuckin' gun

This shit just like I'm golfin', put a hole in one

Lil' fuck gotta come and find me like Pokémon

High as fuck, I go to Pluto, leave YKNiece

Feed my pocket blue strip, pocket fees

Pickpocket shit, I'm a thief

**** act like it's beef, leave that boy deceased

Fine shit on Streamer University, I should've went

Really on top, so they know they can't fuck with me

I'm finna go shoot my gun just because

I bet I hit somethin', let's bet a dub

My aim diverse, I'll hit the bitch at any one

Lil' partner brought me a hot box, I been in one

Searchin' for an opp, he put up all week

Got back from a lick, I ain't know my hand bleedin'

**** wanna cap, play 'round, I'ma intervene

I shoot my gun all the time, no adrenaline

Havin' racks, Purple tag on my pant

Ask a hood bitch for some rubber band

Bitch focused on my chain, boogers in it

Shake the trap down, we been with it

AR with a scope, it havin' night vision

Havin' drugs and my shit not prescription

Assault rifles, handguns in my backpack

Put your money down, won't get your racks back

Pop the fuckin' lock, hot box was scrapped

Drank turn me newborn, I take a nap

This bitch havin' recoil, this bitch clap

Had to test my shit (Yeah)

Had to stop and shoot my shi— (Brr)

Had to stop and shoot my shit, see if it work

12 blitz the fuckin' store, store get searched

I ain't at that fuckin' store, I got bursts

Backpedal when I shoot, hit the jerk

Shoot his fingers off his hand, no more gangbangin'

I never talk 'bout who I spin with, the gang nameless

**** act like he don't understand my damn language

I shoot my gun, I ain't gang affiliated

I tried to scam that boy again, he really hate me

Give no fucks about these cops, they Paul Blart

Try to pull up on me, bullets rush your car

Hidin' in a buildin', I gotta rip this bitch apart

Pussy boy not no villain, I'm the only one

New tats keep on peelin', I got more than one

I'm at Morningside with my fuckin' gun

This shit just like I'm golfin', put a hole in one

Lil' fuck gotta come and find me like Pokémon

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Lil' twan, lil' twan