Winchester

(LazerMade's got a beat, don't get no—) Fuck, fuck, fuck Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out Fuck Haha-haha-ha Fuck, fuck, fuck You cap, you got— You cap, you cap, you cap, get exposed Your cap'll get exposed Brought my stick with me, I'm on the bus This bitch wrapped in some clothes We ain't with the arguin', we ain't tryna' fuss We just clap at your clothes The Za' must be wig 'cause he already passed it Two mini's in the whip, I'm already smashin' Make a pit stop, I forgot to put gas in Too many fye', they might thought I was lackin' Nigga get to shootin', they gon' say, "What's happening?" You know I'm straight—got glizzy, I'm straight Talk under yo' breath, I ain't hear what you say Your vibe fucked up, you pushed up, throw the vibe off It's in a pile, guns in a pile, whatchu' gon' pick out the pile? Nigga gon' tell the opp what he doing, tell the opp what he got Everybody touching some money, pull us a jugg' Everybody fuckin' on thots When I get Rolex, won't look at my watch Fuck with lil' gang, you'll never run out At the wrong door, he don't know where to knock at You buy a half more, we gon' bring you a za' pack Switching yo' plugs, you don't know where to shop at Sit in the corner, he think he throwed off Young nigga ready, I can tell him hold it off What that is? What you having in your bag? Clutching on me, that's gon' make me super mad Yeen' on shit, why the fuck you got a mask? Gun and shiesty, that's lil' twin starter pack Hang up on fine shit, I tell her, "Holla' back" Drank up my line, bitch, where yo' line at? I wanna link, tell her "Nevermind that" Open the Backwood pack, I thought I had Backwood I ain't even have shit there Left all the drip, I ain't got shit to wear Never had shit, I just slept in Marni slides We got some room, tell lil' buddy get inside Fifty feet, bitch, you know I took a dive Everybody bring a blunt, link at the beehive Stolo whip in the hood, with three fye's I hit jet ski, twelve won't catch me Yeen' did shit, why you think you a veteran? You think the blunt done, the smoke ain't gon' never end Lil' twin with me, why the fuck they ain't let him in? I'ma see which opp gone push up to Neverland Listen to yourself, I know you want a other one I smell za', my stomach start bubblin' Too many guns, which one I'ma smuggle in? Tryna look mad, you can't hide your emotion I ain't have shit, now my racks is pokin' Fuck, fuck fuck