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[Intro]
Grrt, yeah, you know how the f*ck we comin', man
We outside all 2024
n*ggas dying, we still out, we ain't care 'bout none of that
You know how the f*ck we comin', man
Free the guys, n*gga, you know how the f*ck, you know I'm comin'
Long live the guys, know we do this sh*t, we do this sh*t off the muscle
This sh*t on the floor with us, yeah, all dog sh*t, n*gga
And we got buttons in the stu', all type of sh*t right now
Grrah, you know how the f*ck we comin', yeah-yeah, all that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, don't get your J took f*ckin' with us, gang
Know that, yeah, yeah, brrah (Ayy, Eazy)

[Chorus]
I'ma go out with a bang, my gun stay spitting out flame, the day that I die
Outside, doing a vlog, police pulled up, took off, wasn't throwin' my fire
Beforе all this rap, wasn't f*ckin' with me, now they seeing me lit, want piеce of the pie (Uh-uh)
We got big .308s, ARPs, and them Dracs
We got sh*t over here make a big n*gga fly (Grrt)
She f*ck with the opps, ain't tryna get doored
But shorty look bad, so I might as well try (I might)
How the f*ck is you mad? Your b*tch tryna kick it
She callin' my phone, I'm tryna get high
Not even gon' lie, I shot up the crib after Rio got popped in the thigh (Grrt)
Tryna slide, but the opps actin' dry
Been ducking that smoke after shorty got popped in his eye (He dead)
[Verse]
f*ck rap, I'm spinnin'
I'm different than Yak, sniffin' Percs, I'm a real-deal gremlin (A real-deal gremlin)
Jeff keep texting my phone, "Gotta watch what you post"
f*ck that, let the opps know I'm bendin' (I'm bendin, I'm bendin')
Milly and Faro begged me to stay up in Cali, but can't, I was missin' the trenches (I'm missin' the trenches)
Got out, back playin' with switches
He wasn't an opp, but he was in shorty 'nem pictures (Grrt, grrt, grrt)
Sip drank, I never sip liquor
We lettin' off shots, he dancin' like he doin' Trillers (Come here, come here)
The youngest one out the crowd, hoes don't even care, they already know I'm that n*gga (Yeah, I am that n*gga)
They young, but shorty 'nem killers
We run over East, go ask, we really them spillers (We really them spillers)
Was mad about Kyah and Shanti
I'm not tryna troll, but before, I was f*ckin' his sister (I was f*ckin' his sister)
Don't want smoke 'cause, shorty, we with it
If she send the lo', then we campin' right out where you livin' (Come here, come here)
She mad, I ain't tryna kick it
Don't care 'bout the pus*y, the type to let lil' bronem hit it (Lil' bronem hit)
Spin the block, hop out, get to blickin'
He always the suspect, now we turned his ass to a victim (What? Come here, where you goin'?)
I got too much drugs in my system
Word around town, I heard when they catch him, say kill him (Grrt)

[Chorus]
I'ma go out with a bang, my gun stay spitting out flame, the day that I die
Outside, doing a vlog, police pulled up, took off, wasn't throwin' my fire
Before all this rap, wasn't f*ckin' with me, now they seeing me lit, want piece of the pie
We got big .308s, ARPs, and them Dracs
We got sh*t over here make a big n*gga fly (Grrah)
She f*ck with the opps, ain't tryna get doored
But shorty look bad, so I might as well try
How the f*ck is you mad? Your b*tch tryna kick it
She callin' my phone, I'm tryna get high
Not even gon' lie, I shot up the crib after Rio got popped in the thigh (Come here, grrt)
Tryna slide, but the opps actin' dry
Been ducking that smoke after shorty got popped in his eye (Got popped in his eye)