Song Lyrics

(Mommy, India got them beats)
(Seph got the waves)

Shooter geeking off that Molly, he might pop somethin', yeah
Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me
Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the street
Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef
Price tag on his head, it ain't shit to get your mind blown
Make sure he dead, raise off the cut and let that 9 off
Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off
Heard that boy been wolfing, left him stanking on the sidewalk

Ay bitch, I'm banging 'til the death of me
Killers that'll step for me (uh)
Of course I love my aunty
I just hate that she on that Amphetamine
Sucker side scared of me, scientific fact, though
I just checked the 'Gram, nobody died, we doubled back, though
Wolfing get you bagged, though
Booling in my bath robe
Tending to this trap phone
Shoot him, if his mask on, I'm tryna knock his mask off
Fire up and stab off
Synthetic Cat and alls my driller off of bath salt
Nail him to the asphalt, business boomin', bag talk
Buy it wholesale and then we sell it to him, half off
F*ck the opposition, bitch, I'm trippin', tear his ass off
F*ck the opposition, bitch, I'm trippin', tear his ass off

Shooter geeking off that Molly, he might pop somethin', yeah
Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me
Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the street
Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef
Price tag on his head, its ain't shit to get your mind blown
Make sure he dead, raise off the cut and let that 9 off
Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off
Heard that boy been wolfing, left him stanking on the sidewalk

Foenem tweaking, busting in the party, dropping gang signs
If we pop out later out, we tryna score, lil' bitch, it's game time
Ready for whatever, I won't hesitate to bang mine
I went through the struggle but I made it through that pain fine
Now it's all smiles, I swear we spent so many days cryin'
Remember sellin' Crack, weed, and pills at the same time
Now, I'm swerving foreigns, you might catch me switching lanes, flyin'
Balling like I'm Jordan, I be fly like I got hang time

Shooter geeking off that Molly, he might pop somethin', yeah
Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me
Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the street
Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef
Price tag on his head, it ain't shit to get your mind blown
Make sure he dead, raise off the cut and let that 9 off
Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off
Heard that boy been wolfing, left him stanking on the sidewalk

I know these niggas, I can't catch him, knock his dawg off
At your momma job everyday, until she call off
I might send a nigga on a dead-end with a sawed-off
If you diss me on your Instagram Live then you get logged off
I don't like to talk on phones, police going through them call logs
You throwed the rock and hid your hand
Okay, cool we gon' kill all y'all
Lil' nigga but I'm big dawg, I'm who they call when shit pop off
We can get your block took off, don't be expecting me to look out

Shooter geeking off that Molly, he might pop somethin', yeah
Nobody tried us, he just wanna catch a body for me
Everything I own, that's me, I got it out of the street
Got some choppers in the closet, bring 'em out if it's beef
Price tag on his head, it ain't shit to get your mind blown
Make sure he dead, raise off the cut and let that 9 off
Seventeen shots, empty the clip before we ride off
Heard that boy been wolfing, left him stanking on the sidewalk

Janarious Wheeler, Taurus Tremani Bartlett, Timothy P. Patterson

The duration of Pricetag is 3:49 minutes and seconds.