Music: Jeffrey Jones
Lyrics: Linderius Johnson
[Intro]
(FOREVEROLLING)
[Chorus]
I been tryna make a hit song, niggas tryna make a diss song
Behind the wall, we see his ass, an opp boy get spit on
Stab somethin'
Youngin in that field, he might go and snatch and grab somethin'
I been tryna catch a kill ever since I bought my last gun
Uh, yeah, I'm a ****in' beast
If you love me, baby, go and buy that F&N for me
Demons in my body, them boys just be steppin' in for me
Murder on my noggin, I just wanna stretch an enemy
[Verse 1]
Pull off back-to-back black trucks, back-to-back 'Cat trucks
C8 'Vette, I act up, opp boy get smacked up
I heard we in competition, then it's time to blow shit out
Knew I was gon' get it goin', was bustin' raps on grandma couch
Chill bumps all on my skin, we on that drill, pray we get out
They shot B Kizzlе in his leg, somebody gotta die about it
Wе was just playin' in the sand, gotta buy bro a widebody
I was on the way to get my bitch, I shot out right there by her house
It was a car behind me, think that was the oppers tryna find me
Play it smooth, lil' dude, on God, I'ma leave shit flat just like an iron
Had to strike for what I want, I swear I don't know nothin' about allowance
I was in school tryna slime somethin' out, you would never catch me clownin'
[Chorus]
I been tryna make a hit song, niggas tryna make a diss song
Behind the wall, we see his ass, an opp boy get spit on
Stab somethin'
Youngin in that field, he might go and snatch and grab somethin'
I been tryna catch a kill ever since I bought my last gun
Uh, yeah, I'm a ****in' beast
If you love me, baby, go and buy that F&N for me
Demons in my body, them boys just be steppin' in for me
Murder on my noggin, I just wanna stretch an enemy
[Verse 2]
Yeah, huh, bad-ass lil' nigga up in school with all that damn weed, uh
All them damn trees, this four-nick' gon' make 'em bleed
Is you with me or you not? I send hitters to his spot
You can't even come outside no more, don't play with me, lil' boy
I'm the chopper kid, the Whopper kid, I'm flippin' shit like burgers
I'm the murder boy, go murder y'all, give a **** 'bout what you heard of
I can go Givenchy, Balenci', but I like Purple
Rapid fire all on my blick, this chopper leave his stomach hurtin'
Haha, yeah, **** his chest up
Free Lil Freddie and Lil Ahk, I gotta get some lawyers, uh
Bitch keep it too G, can't do nothin' but spoil her
Wrist real, just take my card, babe, and go'n and order up
[Chorus]
I been tryna make a hit song, niggas tryna make a diss song
Behind the wall, we see his ass, an opp boy get spit on
Stab somethin'
Youngin in that field, he might go and snatch and grab somethin'
I been tryna catch a kill ever since I bought my last gun
Uh, yeah, I'm a ****in' beast
If you love me, baby, go and buy that F&N for me
Demons in my body, them boys just be steppin' in for me
Murder on my noggin, I just wanna stretch an enemy