Nigga you know I pulled the trigger shoot dem man down wit my Paigon hit da opps like we hit that boy Jaydon we took his paigon then trallved to Lagos put that boy in a casket he’s running like Margaret your Gs weren’t there when you got chinged 4 bells in his head ready to ring (New York verse) all dem niggas be talking on notti what about carti yo boy Ronnie got hit Kyle rich you ain’t doing shit ddot know we banging ya bitch (Uk verse) see my broski dinger see the opps they call us chinger (New York verse) Edot baby we catching the Ygs we hit up they team (Uk Verse) Got dat tecch fleece (New York Verse) with the ski mask up don’t run don’t run don’t trip if you jackin the opps anybody get hit like grah spin on ya block we hit em like top gang gang (Uk Verse) you know I smoked Y2K Bobby wagwan jetty Ronnie (Ny Verse) upping my gun like move look ain’t no way I’m never giving up when the time is right imma shoot em up like curry grah grah (Uk Verse) I ain’t playin no games fuck the fame I ain’t goin tame like shoot dem up in the rain (Ny Verse) Fuck Kay Flock He Ain’t Coming home if you do we takin his life word to my o ima up that pipe (Uk Verse) Wagwan jetty wagwan witty (Ny Verse) I’m from sugarhill we hit up the bronx like dd catch him long (Uk Verse) rapping on the beat and I always go hard that’s rah