Drums

Aye, big 45 on my side, I'ma blow a bitch

Glock 9 tucked on my ride, I ain't showin' shit

Big guns, big drums, bitch, we unloadin' shit

If we want smoke, put it next up, told that bitch

Bitch, we ain't deckin' no beef, we ain't vegan

He talkin' that shit, but in public, y'all see him, bro

Bitch, I be servin' them pegs, now he needs them

And I walk through with design like a CEO

CEO, big boss, bitch, you can't fuck with me

I be in the back, yeah, that room would have tux in me

Yeah, automatic, finna 80, bitch out

Ride around movin' your ass, get mowed down

Aye, shoot up your spot, make you get out your house

Aye, find your new crib, move that bitch out of town

Yeah, stop at that red light and get a few rounds

When them hollow points hit your lil' face, get shoot out

Aye, countin' my cash and I smoke these blunts out

I got racks on my ass and I know that for a fact

We got Macs in the back, servin' pay to they guests

And I don't fuck with racin', you can't catch me left

Aye, big 45 on my side, I'ma blow this bitch

Glock 9 tucked on my ride, I ain't showin' shit

Big guns, big drums, bitch, we unloadin' shit

If we want smoke, put it next up, told that bitch