text: Woo shit, straight shit
  Uh, uh, uh
  Got nothin on me
  Got nothin on me
  Look, look
  Fifty shots up in this Glock, it wont let up
  XD, a nigga totin Beretta
  Shoot first and do yourself a favor
  Report like Im Craig Sager
  Back out, a nigga aint with the bluffin
  Dread Woo, a nigga shoot you for nothin
  Ten toes up on your block like Im Drummond
  SKll have em runnin
  Its Pop Smoke, its that nigga from The Floss, your bitch right back
  And I dont politic cause niggas aint like that
  I drop a slip or two and get a light pack
  And I dont care if you losin, still fight back
  Manslaughter and the homicides, whole bunch of mamas cry
  Whole bunch of niggas die, lookin up, I wonder why
  Why niggas took my guy?
  Im still screaming R.I.P, to all my fallen soldiers
  For now, I’m givin hot shells like tacos, Big woo Im not Choo
  Still duckin potholes and still dumping at Tahoe
  I aint gon front, yeah, Ima leader man
  I been rollin beaters, man
  Hit home run like Im Jeter, man
  Pick pipes like Im Peter Pan
  Dripped in Adidas, man
  And I wish she worth it
  Think about robbin me and you gon catch a full clip
  Im from The Flossy, where niggas keep that steel around here
  Couple lions, no folks, but gorillas round here
  If you dont bang what I bang then dont chill around here
  Bullets sing, yeah you fuck around, get killed around here