Sos (Smashed on Sight)

SOS, he smashed on sight
Hundred shots out the chopper, he gon' die before tonight
Once it’s up it ain’t no time for a fight
I let it bust nigga, I’m tryna take a life, yeah yeah
Yeah, mamas cryin' when we ride
A whole lot of niggas dyin' when we ride, yeah yeah
Can’t leave the house without that iron
A nigga try it and it’s gon' be a homicide, yeah
Man this nigga think he teflon
Fuck your posse, everybody gettin' stepped on
Aiming for domes, ain’t no need to have that vest on
Can’t let him slide, ain’t no nigga you can rep on
Taught to walk light and keep that iron tucked
Ain’t no reason for a fight so I’ma let that iron bust
All them niggas who don’t like me, put 'em in a lineup
I bet I walk down on all of 'em before my time up, yeah
What’s the procedure when the gun in your mouth?
If I can’t find you then your mama gon' be dead on her couch
Or kill your girl to send a message, bitch you better come out
Could drop that bag but sometimes you gotta show what you 'bout
SOS, he smashed on sight
Hundred shots out the chopper, he gon' die before tonight
Once it’s up it ain’t no time for a fight
I let it bust nigga, I’m tryna take a life, yeah yeah
Yeah, mamas cryin' when we ride
A whole lot of niggas dyin' when we ride, yeah yeah
Can’t leave the house without that iron
A nigga try it and it’s gon' be a homicide, yeah
When we slide it’s rest in peace, puttin' your face on a tee
Ain’t gon' be no survivors, send the coroner to the scene
Every Glock I done got equipped with dicks and the beam
Golden State with them Rugers, nothin' but shooters on my team
I can’t let no nigga steal me
Can’t let a bitch set me up so a nigga can come kill me
I bet I make your people feel me
When it’s beef, two-twenty-threes introduce you to the real me
When it’s up there then it’s stuffed there, I’ma squeeze and flee the scene
Send my hitter unless it’s personal, you gotta die by me
I know the game is not a game, I’m in your trees while you dream
You walk out, I’m walkin' down, empty the clip and then I leave
SOS, he smashed on sight
Hundred shots out the chopper, he gon' die before tonight
Once it’s up it ain’t no time for a fight
I let it bust nigga, I’m tryna take a life, yeah yeah
Yeah, mamas cryin' when we ride
A whole lot of niggas dyin' when we ride, yeah yeah
Can’t leave the house without that iron
A nigga try it and it’s gon' be a homicide, yeah