[Intro](MK, you like a wizard with this shit)Dog Shit Militia, man, gang, gang, you know what the fuck goin' on(Me and Brando, we are on it)Draggin' body bags, I don't shop pettyFlash beam, thirty round, I don't Glock petty, niggaCome on[Chorus]At Somerset draggin' body bags, I don't shop pettyFlash beam, thirty round, I don't Glock pettyProbably scammed your granny, fucked around and got BettyYou can't hit none of my hoes, they know you ain't got fettiBape trucker cap, Chrome Heart t-shirtHe don't never step, must not know how feet workCatch him on the clock, he ain't finna leave workSnakeskin Mike Amiris, they like, "What your jeans worth?"[Verse]Shit, I don't know, a whole lotFour burners in the whip, this bitch like a stovеtopShe thought we was eatin' out, shе finna eat the whole cockShawn Michaels at his venue, I'll get the show stoppedI would say that he a burger, he ain't got no bread thoughIf you ain't tryna give it to me, what you got a head for?Be done fried him like an omelet, Glock'll spill his egg yolkAll-nighter with your bitch, I'm tryna leave the bed brokeNeck full of diamonds, but the Backwoods pearled upBitch head fire, she got every toe curled upTwo liter pop with a lil' Wock' swirled upTaught unky how to scam, he done put the girl upBoy, keep a rocket, I'll send his ass to the atmosphereMade a dub in the O, ballin' like a CavalierIf you see us at the function, you know we got straps in hereHuh, two hundred dollar lunch todayI'll pause his ass with the Glock, I ain't come to playGang blowin' 'Woods back to back to back, he might as well throw his lungs awayBoy, my bitch got a bag, I ain't talkin' 'bout her purse thoughPop you with a thirty, I ain't talkin' 'bout no Perc' thoughAF1s a hundred, spent a couple on the shirt thoughBitch head was breathtakin', I can't even speak (Damn)All this za smoke around, I can't even blinkSomewhere gettin' to a bag, I can't even sleepBought Dior for my bitch, I can't even PinkBoy, you better not even think we ain't strappedI ain't got no tender love when I creep with the strapNeed a snorkel where I'm from, boy, you would sink where I'm atHundred-dollar appetizers, you can't eat where I'm at, no cap[Chorus]At Somerset draggin' body bags, I don't shop pettyFlash beam, thirty round, I don't Glock pettyProbably scammed your granny, fucked around and got BettyYou can't hit none of my hoes, they know you ain't got fettiBape trucker cap, Chrome Heart t-shirtHe don't never step, must not know how feet workCatch him on the clock, he ain't finna leave workSnakeskin Mike Amiris, they like, "What your jeans worth?"[Intro](Me and Brando, we are on it)(MK, you like a wizard with this shit)
