[Intro]

Go

Real Murda Worth shit I'm talm 'bout (Aye, bitch)

Hop out that cut, flunk shit up, turn a nigga into dust (Bitch)

Hop out that cut, flunk shit up, turn a nigga into dust (Aye, bitch)

[Verse]

Hop out that cut, flunk shit up, turn a nigga into dust (Bitch, rrr, rrr)

A.R.P., 50 on drum, make a nigga tail tuck (He tail)

Can’t show a nigga from the city no pity, his ass ain’t tryna get burnt up (Bitch)

Think shit silly, girl, send it to the city, I ain’t tryna get- Ok

Two-feet tall with a wood grain grip (Grip), just know that’s a Drac (Drac)

If 30 was out, then it wouldn’t be shit (Be shit), we just buck at his face (His face)

I got niggas that’s dead in that grave (That grave)

I got niggas that’ll send you to space (To space)

I’ll put that nigga in a grave (A grave), how you like what he sayin’ ‘bout Jace? (Jace?)

These niggas be bitches, his ass get burnt up

Fuck with the opps, better pray they turnt up

She wanna lift her skirt up and I might do it if she can’t change (Bitch)

And I ain’t evеn flex no chain

Bought us a crib and got us some cars and shit

If you think he’s okay and keep you safе, the bullets’ll rain (Bullets'll rain)

I ain't cap this ain't nobody, I'm just bust your brain

Wake up and I think 'bout drills, I'll never be the same (Be the same)

Wake up and I think 'bout kills, but what 'bout the millions I made? (The millions I made)

Any little niggas ain't in the field, why you think he won't get baked? (He won't get baked)

[Bridge]

A nigga like he won't get baked (Aye, he won't get baked)

You know I'm still getting paid

Real Murda Worth shit I'm talm 'bout

He won't get baked

[Chorus]

I be tryna kill, I be tryna drill shit

Pop that boy like a pill, that lil’ nigga won’t kill shit

Watch me buck this gun if you think I ain’t with the shits

That lil’ nigga ain’t on none, y’all can lay it up

Y'all go lay it up, but I still been one-handed

Y'all go lay it up, but this bitch a fucker

How come you be dumb, that lil nigga ain't on none

That nigga too goofy, yeah, he double ducked

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]

I be tryna kill, I be tryna drip shit

Pop that boy like a pill, that lil nigga won't kill shit

Watch me buck this gun if you think I ain’t with the shits

That lil nigga ain't on none, y'all go lay it up

Y'all go lay it up, but I still been one-handed

Y'all go lay it up, but this bitch a fucker

How come you be dumb, that lil nigga ain't on none

That nigga too goofy, yeah, he double ducked