text: Yeah
  Fuck my dead opps, and all they homies thats livin
  I want yall niggas to know that
  Thats how Im feelin
  On God 
  Fuck a dead opp, yeah
  In due time, in due time, in due time
  Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
  I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang
  Send them lil evil motherfuckers
  They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
  Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang 
  All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main 
  Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
  Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
  Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
  Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick 
  All this money in my pocket
  Hangin out, this shit is sloppy 
  On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky 
  Spin somethin, drill somethin
  Fifty thousand make em kill somethin , shake somethin
  Take a chain, nigga, make somethin
  Killer gang, nigga, all my killers, they dont want fame
  No hashtag, they dont do names
  They just hashtag when they bust a brain
  And Im bustin this money, nigga, thats on gang 
  Fucked up, gave the wrong nigga change
  Hell yeah, man, I spend pocket change
  Have em kill her for the money my thing
  I spend the blue and you see the Blue Flame
  Ever seen a bullet bust out his brain?
  Tall killer, man, he just like Michael Myers
  Walk up on a nigga, take off his chain
  Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
  I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang
  Send them lil evil motherfuckers
  They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
  Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang 
  All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main 
  Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
  Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
  Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
  Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick 
  All this money in my pocket
  Hangin out, this shit is sloppy 
  On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky 
  Big 4L, pussy
  Spray the block down, turn the car round
  When we come around, shells on the ground
  Strip a nigga, now his pants on the ground
  Wrong move leave your mans on the ground 
  Paranoid, I be clutchin when Im round
  Fuck around and leave my fan on the ground
  Blick the spot, switch the box
  Double back and hit his pops 
  Big 4L, fuck the opps
  We put switches on our Glocks 
  Gen5, one in the top
  Give him the leg-shot, he gon hop
  Most of these niggas be fake crazy 
  I dont say shit like Mutebaby 
  Blow a nigga dick like a flute, baby 
  When I get bored, I buy me a coupe
  Stand on a nigga, got blood on my boot 
  Steppin on niggas for fun
  All of my choppers, they come with a drum
  Whenever the opps see us, they run
  Who want smoke? Cause we got tons 
  Im like Chucky, nigga, I do my thing
  I creep up on a nigga, pow, bang
  Send them lil evil motherfuckers
  They got the mask on, they gon Jason your gang
  Big knife on the stick make a nigga slaughter your gang 
  All this money that Im gettin make a nigga slaughter your main 
  Send them hollows, nigga, ooh, yeah
  Send them hollows, nigga, Im in the 6
  Lookin for me, nigga, Im in the bricks
  Chains on my neck, man, I look like a lick 
  All this money in my pocket
  Hangin out, this shit is sloppy 
  On the block by myself, I aint worryin bout shit, Im cocky