[Chorus: shehatesjj] .762, hit it right through your ligaments I'm chillin’, mane Sendin' out my niggas to go kill again (Pooh) No, I cannot leave no fucking witnesses (Ah, no-no-no) I'm worried ’bout guap, I gotta get my fucking dividends (Woah!) Sippin' on that [?], this ain't no juice (Ain't no juice, no) Nigga can't even call no fucking truce...Learn More