(Lyrics) Aye, aye, yuh (TokyoKai!) Aye! Pull up we gon jugg the ritz Run up we makin him lose his bitch He came unpacked, he aint got no tools Shootas pull up, that nigga gon lose Ain't wit it, but lil nigga, we cool! Ran with a glizzy, all he see is the green beam Next mornin, saw that nigga on TV He wanna see a body? Murk his ass on live stream Going rouge every day, I ain't even on y'all team With a bad bitch, I aint even hit yet No homo, but the choppa leave him wet Make him run like he in a marathon, aye "get set!" No horse race, but I got my niggas placin bets Got me a glock, i put an extendo No McDonalds, but he a potato Pew pew pew, the clip gotta reload Bullets shoot fast, turn down the tempo I spark with guys, they got no commando I pop me a bean, but it is not Chico Ayo guys, lemme turn off the cheat codes We trackin him now, we run through his house Found his ass coolin, we gunnin him down They stalkin on Twitter, them niggas are clowns Robbin his neighbors we robbin his town He say he be king? I'm takin his crown Shootas like drama, we leavin a frown Yeah, imma leave him to drown She wanna come over, but no she cannot That hoe already know i dont fuck with no thots Aint loud pack, but I'm smokin on opps If he come through, I'm grippin my glock He came prepared, I'm lurkin his block He turned around his face was in shock His door wasn't locked! (Yeah!)