30's lyrics

[Intro: Lil Pump]
Esskeetit
Aye
DJ Patt on the beat!

[Verse 1: Lil Pump]
I'ma hit a stain, I'ma hit a stain (esskeetit)
Pull up with a .30, I blow out your brain
50 on my wrist, 80 on my chain (whoo)
Let a n*gga run, boy he's getting bang (esskeetit)
b*tch I'm with the sh*ts let my pistol hang (whoop)
Posted on the block with my f*cking gang (gang)
If you looking goofy b*tch that is a stain (stain)
Got that .30 on me, I blow out your brains (whoo)
Boy you know I'm just hanging with the drillas (whoop)
I don't give a f*ck cause you know we killas
All my n*ggas bustin' we been in the street (whoop)
Running with the poles, b*tch I got the heat (brrr)
Let a n*gga run up then he gonna see (grrr)
Boy I'm balling hard like a three-peat (yeah)
b*tch I got the mags, tell me where you at (esskeetit, where you at)
Up in my lane put you in body bags (yeah n*gga)
Boy I ate your b*tch like a Big Mac (what)
n*ggas talking down man you way wack (yeah)

[Verse 2: Smokepurpp]
Young n*gga be talkin' sh*t, young n*gga whippin' a brick
Young n*gga pushin' the whip, I gotta brick in a whip
I might just f*ck on this b*tch, I might just go hit a lick
Young n*gga still with the sh*t, pop .30, hole in a clip
She know a young got the brick, she gon' come suck on this di*k
Young n*gga making a hit, I just got a round in my clip
I got Pump Jetski in the f*ckin' cut, double cup
Couple bad b*tches pourin' up a cup, know what's up
I got shooters and they popping out the cut, n*gga, wassup