Ain't gon' lie, I know y'all mad Zero don't talk, you don't got a dad Me and Che ran in the field with no pads Che, look, it's a Glock in my hand Y-y'all too easy, I ain't poppin' no shield Run down in Retail with like twenty kills I caught an opp, need to get him some milk Walk in the trap with a Mink coat, silk (Eww) Spec where we landin'? I think we should tilt I love my lean, pour it up like it's milk We on his head like a durag, silk I aim at his head, get popped like a pill Spec and Romani, like what is the deal Don't know who we dissin', get thrown off a hill Fuck up your father, then force feed him pills Get hit for two hundred, I think he need shield