.556, big bullets to the head (Woo, woo) I don´t even fuck with nobody, what´s the deal? I´ma lay back, kick back, pop a pill (Woo, woo) Drivin´ in the coupe, I don´t even grab the wheel Swervin´ the muhfuckin´ madness (Skrrt), I already said that shit (Skrrt)
Swervin´ the muhfuckin´ madness (Hol´ on, hol´ on), I already planned that shit (Bitch) I was just swervin´ the muhfuckin´ Tonk´, swervin´ this shit right out the muhfuckin´ bottom Yeah, took this shit out on the town, I´ma pop me a Perc´, I´m not drinkin´ Moscato (Hol´ on, hol´ on, hol´ on, hol´ on) I´m sippin´ on lean, lean, I´m green, I´m high as a bird, bitch (Phew) Yeah, I´m poppin´ the muhfuckin´ X (Hol´ on), lil´ bitch, I ain´t no nerd, bitch (Hol´ on, hol´ on) Yeah, hol´ on, come on, come and tell me what you said and what you heard, bitch Yeah, I got snipers aimin´ down at your head (Bang, bang), yeah, you blurred, bitch, yeah (Bang, bang) I was swervin´-swervin´-swervin´ the diamond (Skrrt), right off the curb, bitch (Luh curb)
Yeah, seven-seven-seven-seven, send ´em to heaven, I´m talkin´ to God, bitch (Phew)
Yeah, you don´t know who we are bitch (Uh-uh, uh-uh) I got dirty money buried in dirt, type of money, put that boy on a shirt (Shirt, shirt) Type of money make the bitch go berserk, type of money make that bitch go twerk (Uh) Type of money I could ruin your world, and type of money I could take your lil´ girl This type of money got me runnin´ the world This type of gun, it ´boutta hit in his bowels ´Boutta show them all, but this is not help Roll ´em down and dish ´em out from the barrel I got mob ties way before all of us I´m a big star, call the astronomers Got a big car, it gon´ fit all of us
Bitch, you gon´ need a mil´ if you just want a verse I don´t wanna talk, no, I don´t wanna converse Back in the trap with no sign of a hearse Bonnie and Clyde, got a Glock in her purse, oh, yeah (Oh, yeah, yeah) We them boys who be poppin´ them tags, bitch When that bitch wanna fuck, go ´head Yeah, my Glock shoot his shot like a fade Bitch, we know that you broke, keep tabs on ya Bitch you trippin´, you off of them tabs Like a snake, bitch, we hide in the grass Made this shit out of muhfuckin´ Lego Made it easy, this shit from the ground I wanna live too, this a jam And she sit on the beach, she a shell We ride, we look covered in rags
Inside the Urus, the bitch all red (Yeah) Bend the bitch back and I bust on her head (Yeah) One, two, three, four shots leave him dead (He dead) .556, big bullets to the head I don´t even fuck with nobody, what´s the deal? (What´s the deal?) I´ma lay back, kick back, pop a pill (Woo, woo) Drivin´ in the coupe, I don´t even grab the wheel (Woo, woo)
.556, big bullets to the head (Woo, woo) I don´t even fuck with nobody, what´s the deal? I´ma lay back, kick back, pop a pill (Woo, woo) Drivin´ in the coupe, I don´t even grab the wheel Swervin´ the muhfuckin´ madness (Skrrt), I already said that shit (Skrrt) Swervin´ the muhfuckin´ madness (Hol´ on, hol´ on), I already planned that shit (Bitch)
I was just swervin´ the muhfuckin´ Tonk´, swervin´ this shit right out the bottom Yeah, took this shit out on the town, I´ma pop me a Perc´, I´m not drinkin´ Moscato (Hol´ on, hol´ on, hol´ on, hol´ on) I just been sippin´ on lean, lean, I´m green, I´m high as a bird, bitch (Phew) Yeah, I´m poppin´ the muhfuckin´ X (Hol´ on), lil´ bitch, I ain´t no nerd, bitch (Hol´ on, hol´ on) Yeah, hol´ on, come on, come and tell me what you said and what you heard, bitch Yeah, I got snipers aimin´ down at your head (Bang, bang), yeah, you blurred, bitch, yeah (Bang, bang) I was swervin´-swervin´-swervin´ the diamond (Skrrt), right off the curb, bitch (Luh curb) Yeah, seven-seven-seven-seven, send ´em to heaven, I´m talkin´ to God, bitch (Phew)