Lyrics: Kenyanta Bullard/Christian Browne/Tylian JAMEL Francois
[Intro: Yungeen Ace]
(Tylian made the beat)
Ayy
Ayy, blaow, baow, baow, baow, ayy
Double R, GMK
Yeah
Nigga gon' feel this
Ayy, blaow, baow, baow, baow, ayy
Yeah
Ayy, ayy, Double R
Ayy, ATK, believe that
[Chorus: Yungeen Ace &Ā GMK]
I just turned on the kill switch
Hop on the block, tryna dirty this cutter, tryna make a nigga feel this
Got murder on my mind, kill him and his brother,Ā I'll make a nigga feel this
Ain't no amount of racks get dropped on my head gon' ever make a **** nigga kill this
I'ma call my ace, they gon' get they bread, they gon' bring they bananas to the block, come peel shit
[Verse 1: GMK]
How many opps got popped in the field?
'Fore I had a mop, seen a top get spilled
Nigga spin on my block, he done popped him a pill
**** nigga think he safe, he done signed him a deal
[Verse 2: Yungeen Ace]
It's 2 AM, outside a nigga spot, you know I'm finna stand on business
He died, he died, she died, he died, shh, the whole city know imma menace
Shots fired coming out a Drac', tryna eat a nigga face, everybody 'round me got a body
Don't ask me why a nigga ain't dead, when I spot me a nigga, you gon' know I got 'him
He all on the net when he know I shot him
I don't care 'bout myself, b***h, you know I'm a problem
In a stolo, two niggas, one Glock, and two choppers
I ain't squashing no beef, I'm on your ass, you can't stop us
[Verse 3: GMK]
Catch a nigga down bad, I'ma leave him twisted, I'ma leave him geeked up like he on m***y
Me and bro shootin' at the same time, glah, glah, glah, glah, glah, tell me which one hotter
Nigga feel scared, better buy him a chopper
Wanna be mislead, I'ma buy him a bible
I did a drill with my dog, I knew he was a sniper, make him Chris Kyle all of my rivals
I got them racks, but I don't play tennis
Can't fit in my pocket, my pants too skinny
Nigga told a b***h I was an opp 'fore we ever got to link, god damn, I ain't even get to hit her
Nigga be down when a nigga be locked up, nigga so far, can't even much feel it
Nigga be crying, man, a nigga better slide 'cause way more money get dropped, more killing
[Verse 4: Yungeen Ace]
How I'ma be scared of a nigga when a nigga like me up on multiple bodies?
Tired of these internet niggas actin' tough on the 'Gram, in real life, they ain't shot nobody
Hellcat, vroom, it's a big body
I don't like to brag, nigga know I got it
If I want him dead, I send a deposit
Way out of reach when they bury the body
[Chorus: Yungeen Ace &Ā GMK]
I just turned on the kill switch
Hop on the block, tryna dirty this cutter, tryna make a nigga feel this
Got murder on my mind, kill him and his brother,Ā I'll make a nigga feel this
Ain't no amount of racks get dropped on my head gon' ever make a **** nigga kill this
I'ma call my ace, they gon' get they bread, they gon' bring they bananas to the block, come peel shit
[Outro: Yungeen Ace]
Yeah, I'ma, I'ma make them feel this
Uh, uh, I'ma make them feel this
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah