007 lyrics

[Intro: Duwap]
Ayy, ayy
Yo go back to that sh*t before you used to do
You remember what you used to do like last year?

[Verse 1: Duwap & Neptune]
007, n*gga on a mission
Accurate aim so you know I'm not missin'
Run up on that lil' boy if he dissin'
My choppa erase, that b*tch'll go missin'
Just like I said it's 007
42 bullets send that boy to heaven
Been totin' them sticks since I was eleven
You a nerd ass n*gga named Fred, I'm Kevin
She throwin' it back and forth like a yo-yo
My Glock is a vlog, got more clips than a GoPro
Hop in a coupe and I'm swervin' a four door
Choppa make a n*gga dance, do the woah woah
I can decide when you die like it's voodoo
f*ckin' yo b*tch and I go to the stu' booth
Dip from the scene I vanish, who knew?
You is a lil' n*gga, do the woo woo (Uh-Oh)
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Neptune]
Told her come hop on my di*k like a pogo
Curry and Clay, how we shoot for the Logo
She want the sex but I told her "no, no"
Ice in my wrist and my neck look like Frozone
She wanna lick on my tip like a snow cone
n*gga hair nappy, I swear he got no comb
n*gga I doubt, I swear he got no home
Got a new Glock and I swear it's a two tone
Sellin' that paper, said "Head to a new home"
These n*ggas mad 'cause I got in a new zone
These b*tches mad 'cause I got me a new ho
She like a dog so I gave her a new bone
She like a dog so I gave her a T-bone
Not one, not two, but no I got three hoes
Bad and so boujee it look like I'm a Migo
Feelin' like I'm Sussy's, I got me Allino
[Verse 3: Duwap & Neptune]
These n*ggas know I be tottin' them weapons
Yes I'ma get a Smith and a Wesson
These b*tches like how I come aggression
Put him on a Tee and send him his blessings
FNG that's the gang that I'm reppin'
Blow up my phone , I stay with a message
FNG that's the gang that I'm reppin'
Blow up my phone , I stay with a message
n*gga talk sh*t, I'ma blow his block down
Choppa on me, now I'm runnin' the town
King of the code, how I'm runnin' the crown
In 2016, you was runnin' from clowns
Talkin' too much, put di*k in her mouth
I guess I'm placin' my di*k in her house
I guess I'm placin' my sh*t in her house
I guess I'm puttin' my di*k in his spouse

[Interlude: Duwap]
Oh my God, full power
(Gang, gang, gang)

[Verse 4: Duwap]
I get in the stu', no pen and pad
I take yo lil' b*tch then hop in a Jag'
I broke that b*tch heart and that b*tch in the past
My money come first, little b*tch you last
If I drop a tape then I'm runnin' the top now
I bust the Glock and it sound like surround sound
Got hella clips not talkin' no movie
My choppa vertical, Neptune keep a Uzi
Feel like how you know I'm a Maverick?
21 bullets if is a savage
Look at the green in my pocket, look lavish
Look at the green in my pocket, look lavish
Smokin' this cabbage, this sh*t kinda tragic
f*ck all my opps, I want the static
n*ggas gon' hate, gettin' money a habit
Give me your heart lil' b*tch I'ma stab it
007 agent on a mission
Playin' football with these bullets, be blisten
She suck on my di*k and you know I'm not kissin'
Heavenly bullets, his body start liftin'
f*ck that b*tch, kick her out 'cause she trippin'
Pull up with Glocks you know I'm not missin
Shot that boy up 'cause I heard he was dissin'
Don't trust you n*ggas, you n*ggas be snitchin'
[Outro: Duwap]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Brrt (Woo)
Brrt (Woo)
Brrt (Woo) Brrt
Oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Oh-oh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)