Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, uh Uh, I'm tryna Fuck goin' on [Chorus] 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 Nigga 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 morе than one I'm at Morningside with my fuckin' gun This shit just like I'm golfin', put a holе in one Lil' fuck gotta come and find me like Pokémon [Verse] High as fuck, I go to Pluto, leave YKNiece Feed my pocket blue strip, pocket fees Pickpocket shit, I'm a thief Nigga 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' Niggas 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 [Chorus] 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 Nigga 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 [Outro] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Lil' twan, lil' twan