Tucked - Lil Reese

Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt

Y’all know what the mean

Warheads in this bitch

Yeah, we back

.40 on me tucked, better be ready, give it up

Ask no question, I’ma bust

Yeah, you know what’s up

SRT challenger, yeah, you know what’s up

Left his ass dead, now they callin' us

Why they callin' us?

We never gave a fuck

I pop a Perc', for my feelings I don’t give a fuck

And when I let this .50 go, bitch, you better duck

I’ma chase you down, I’ma hit you up

Bro gon' gun you down, bro gon' hit you up

Bro gon' lap around, bro don’t give a fuck

I smoke him 'cause he dead, pour me up a cup

Now we out in traffic, catch him posted up

Ridin' in some' fast and it’s tinted up

Comin' down ya block and we fiftted it up

I let bro out and he hit the cut

With that .50 best believe he leave a massacre

It’s a massacre, very scary sight

I told that bitch that I only want one night, high as sky

Nigga get clapped tonight for thinkin' we fightin'

Flip the block, lost .50 twice

He bit the cheese like 6ix9ine, he a mice

If you fuck up once, I ain’t lettin' you fuck up twice

And I’ma give you advice, this street shit ain’t right

I’ma tell you only one time, this shit ain’t right

.40 on me tucked, better be ready, give it up

Ask no question, I’ma bust

Yeah, you know what’s up

SRT challenger, yeah, you know what’s up

Left his ass dead, now they callin' us

Why they callin' us?

We never gave a fuck

I pop a Perc', for my feelings I don’t give a fuck

And when I let this .50 go, bitch, you better duck

I’ma chase you down, I’ma hit you up