Why you trippin

Why you trippin', you be snitchin', put your brother in a kitchen

Nigga was snitchin' till that Drake hit him up and left him missin

Nigga thinkin' that shit sweet, we goin' roll em in a swish

Alvaro stand and wait, we gon' crop that nigga out the picture

Now He D.O.A. dead on arrival they can't even get him

Ain't no entertainment, this ain't no movie, them shots hit him

Ayy, two packs of two-two-threes, one in your metal

Ayy, caught him out in traffic, started blastin' now he finished

The four-five bullets hit his teeth and caused a difference like a dentist

I know the blicky empty, I'ma fill it up and I'ma send it