Face shot

Me, Melly, Guapo, we in the V, tryna see what the opps on

Melly had boy on the floor tryna stop him I had the knock in, my coat , I still boxed

that nigga In the V, get low, it's just three, with a

pole We them niggas who ready on go

Every time we pop out, we up score Back out, he tryna reach for his waist

Hopped out, and he picked up his pace Face shot, gang, he had caught him a face

Shot, we ain't leavin' no trace i'm on hots, park the whip

Now we on feet tryna make that boy trip If he do, then it's lit

Hit up real close, there's a chance I don't miss

For the bros, yeah, I swear it get hectic And I shoot both hands and ambidextrous