Tucked

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Y’all know what the mean
Warheads in this bitch
Yeah, we back
.40 on me tucked, better be ready, give it up
Ask no question, I’ma bust
Yeah, you know what’s up
SRT challenger, yeah, you know what’s up
Left his ass dead, now they callin' us
Why they callin' us? We never gave a fuck
I pop a Perc', for my feelings I don’t give a fuck
And when I let this .50 go, bitch, you better duck
I’ma chase you down, I’ma hit you up
Bro gon' gun you down, bro gon' hit you up
Bro gon' lap around, bro don’t give a fuck
I smoke him 'cause he dead, pour me up a cup
Now we out in traffic, catch him posted up
Ridin' in some' fast and it’s tinted up
Comin' down ya block and we fiftted it up
I let bro out and he hit the cut
With that .50 best believe he leave a massacre
It’s a massacre, very scary sight
I told that bitch that I only want one night, high as sky
Nigga get clapped tonight for thinkin' we fightin'
Flip the block, lost .50 twice
He bit the cheese like 6ix9ine, he a mice
If you fuck up once, I ain’t lettin' you fuck up twice
And I’ma give you advice, this street shit ain’t right
I’ma tell you only one time, this shit ain’t right
.40 on me tucked, better be ready, give it up
Ask no question, I’ma bust
Yeah, you know what’s up
SRT challenger, yeah, you know what’s up
Left his ass dead, now they callin' us
Why they callin' us? We never gave a fuck
I pop a Perc', for my feelings I don’t give a fuck
And when I let this .50 go, bitch, you better duck
I’ma chase you down, I’ma hit you up