Yeah yeah shad a bitch yeah we gone up da score hit ‘em with that pole that’s Just how it go my boy dj he gone spray hit you with that k in yo face he dead cause they the Feds all we see is red coming through yo door like yb said we gone leave him dead he fled he scarred he say he smoking buddy pack but where yo mama hair at so pls spin back we in the back with the slats that’s facts caught Tim lackin yk we pistol packin it’s gone be a movie shad goofy he say he gone run my pockets he funny he a dummy we get that money shad broke he a ho hit em with dat pole that just how it go my brother dj he gone spray sauce him up like a falay yeah yk we got them ks he say Drake what you doin this for cause he dissin on me if he run up on me hit ‘em with that 223 he though that shi was sweet bitch we coming with that heat sumbody gone die td yeah