[Hook]
How many guns you got, fuck nigga, how many guns you gon' shoot?
'Cause I ain't got time to be going back and forth on the internet with you
I don't fuck with fraud niggas, fraud niggas what's with you?
And these shots from the .30 boy hit a room nigga tissue
And everybody that's with you, you ain't blowing pistols
I'ma make a big issue, we blowing missiles
Niggas better not diss remember I'll catch ya
These niggas straight bitches
Killers gone when I send 'em, (?) on a mission
Playing every line in scrimmage
Niggas in they feelings

[Verse 1]
Niggas, they in they feelings
Got a car with no ceilings
I ain't killing no civilians
I'm killing niggas who killing children
I don't fuck with fraud niggas, fraud niggas what's with you?
I can see it in your eyes, lil nigga
You a straight bitch, you ain't with the shits
Fuck nigga you ain't with it, peel back your fitted
Nigga think this shit funny, punch him like J-Money
Used to do the opps, fuck niggas with the cops, ten murders in my inbox
Saying I'm gon' die you a liar, sneak diss, you gon' get dropped
I'ma make a big issue, fuck nigga what's with you
When all your money gone let's see if that nigga still with you

[Hook]