Final Warning lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Sumo on walk), huh (Sumo on walk, yeah)

[Verse]
Windows down, tinted up (Rrrah)
Kill that boy then flip 'em up (Cut that boy)
He ain't got no gun, but he tryna beef, like, get yo' semi's up
Bad b*tch, I done rizzed her up, off drank, I get high as f*ck, huh (On God)
B-woah done popped out the cut with that mag (Brr)
These VVS diamonds, you walk round with the glass, yeah
4 to 15 Cashet (Uh)
GL4, I slimed em, he can't get that back (Yeah, yeah)
Water on my wrist, it caught that boy like shark attack (Yeah)
b*tch, he tryna get some money, I'm B-woah like b*tch, get the f*ck up off my jet (Get the f*ck up)
Yeah, I customizе my straps (Hey, f*ck)
Stock on my diamond back (Ha)
Passed 'em to thе left, we cut that boy up in the cul-de-sac (Rrrah, rrrah)
Flip, shot that boy (Ha)
It was us, but how you know 'bout that? (Ha, uh)
Sippin' on that Quagen, y'all sippin' on that kodiak (Ha, uh, ha, uh)
Money in my pocket, in my bag, you know I keep them stacks (Ha, uh, ha)
Yeah, I'm from the A', but I bring shuckers to the f*ckin' 'Raq (Ha, uh, ha, ha)
New York with the jot, these n*ggas hidin', I'm tryna catch a hat (Woah)
Yeah, woah (On God, bih' so high)
B-woah ain't playin' n*gga, pull out that pistol
Whole car got flipped, they got caught in the middle (Brr)
All love bout Chucky but I give 'em some stitches (Stitches)
Run with a Glock in my hand, that bih' sticky (Yeah, uh)
I pop the Perc' and the Xan', man, this bih' got me dizzy (Hard)
Yo' b*tch a thot, she suck di*k just like hickey (Uh, woah, woah)
Ain't playin' games, n*gga tryna' act silly (Woah, woah)
b*tch a bop shakin' ass, a video vixen (Uh, uh)
Triple Cross him, I ain't know he was Christian (f*ck around, n*gga)
f*ck love n*ggas ain't takin' no flick (I'm a real n*gga)
I got some sh*t that'll nut on yo' b*tch (Uh, uh)
Stomped on the boy, I done f*cked up my Ricks (Uh, yeah)
Popped that boy off, you talkin' too slick (Cut that boy out)
Hunnids in the bank and this sh*t lookin' crispy (Uh)
Boy, you ain't gang, you get washed just like dishes (Nah, nah)
Black truck (Black), GMC (Uh)
Got them vamps with me (Bow, bow)
Tell you that's a bad feelin' (Bad, bad)
Make 'him run, Shot him like Ricky (Bow, bow)
Slide on him 'for weeks, ain't finish (Grrah)
Lightskin bit' got ass, like Nicki (Light)
sh*t on the beat just like I'm a piegon (Woah)
f*ck that lil' boy, he wan' stole my visual (f*ck that lil' boy)
GL4 walk' 'round with that glizzy (Bow)
You hang with Diddy, you look like a hipster (Bih')
B-woah you know I shoot Glock with precision
Only one vamp with a flat in a bitty (Grr, brr)
f*cked on her face then I bust on her titty (Bust on the bed)
Dropped them racks, they get yo ass in a jiffy (Woah)
Snakes in the grass for that bag, and they hissin'
I ain't get 'em light 'cause you tell me to [?] (I ain't get 'em nothin')
Spin on his block for a week, then I fidget (Uh, uh)
I cook that boy on a plate like a filet (Yeah, yeah)
Geeked up, I'm finna spaz inna minute (Yeah, uh)
I whip the pot, with my wrist like a chilli (Uh, yeah)
You got the double cup, don't try to spill it (Don't, cuh)
I'm baby whoa, know I hang with the villains (Yes, f*ck)
f*ck that lil' deal, I done touched me a milli' (Yeah, yeah)
Oh, he's a plate, he gettin' cooked in the skillet, yeah, huh (Oh, yeah, uh)
Shot that Draco, made him dance (Brr, brrah)
Bands, Rubberband, man (Bands, bands)
Pop that Draco, switch my stance (Brr, brr)
'Cut turkey, don't pop no Xan' (Pop)
Try this sh*t, you got one more chance (Try that sh*t)
I'm mad, I'm shakin', bit', look in my hands (Phew)
This b*tch' was offended, I f*cked her on cam' (Uh)
I upped the lil' Glock throw switch then I spam (Hey)
This bih' eatin' di*k up, like turkeys and yams
Them shots flyin' everywhere we went in that rain (Uh, uh)
n*gga gon' die, they play with my chain (n*gga gon' die)
Dyed' bout a [?], now I scam (Brr, died)
f*ck your lil' partner, I'm watchin' my man's (Watch a lil')
Drums hold a stick that wan' play with the band (Drums hold a stick)
"Show yo' hands", like, n*gga, goddamn (Show yo' hands)
Show for that fire, man, that bih' lookin' tank
Tuh, yeah (Uh, ah), walk down, coupe, uh (Walk down)
Blood with me, they bolo (Glock, beam)
Glocky got that ruler, huh (Glocky)
Who you foolin'? (Woah)
I turn they brain into some noodles, yeah (Yeah)
German dog, I ain't no poodle, huh (Huh)
Did em bad, sh*t was just brutal, yeah (Brutal, yeah)
[Outro]
Brr, you ain't talkin' 'bout Glokk, you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin', n*gga