No White Flags

I'm going nuts like Sandy, I'm catching these bodies like Randy He think that it's sweet, no candy, he know that he cap, no handy He wanna diss, now it's going down, I ain't talking bout panties Can't get him back, he a pack, just like a fanny We spin on this block, we see his house, we come through the window I got a glock nine, they got me the beam, don't forget the extendo We hop out the coupe, no limo, he think it's a game, no demo Boy, you soft as a pillow, we gon turn her ahh to a widow They miss they alarm, they sleeping on me, they having awake We see an opp, we tootsie slide, go get me the drake He wanted some beef, no steak, he think that it's sweet, no cake You diss, that's a mistake, he like to dance cus this gun make em shake Yeah, yeah, yeah, this gun make him shake he shake Yeah, yeah, this gun make him shake, he shake Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm finna hop back on this mug right here Yeah, yeah, yeah, We spin on this block, my gun got the switch I guess I'm a fan, you diss on the net, you speaking up on me I guess you a fan, these bullets so hot, no pan He got shot in his back, he ran, I do what I want, you do what you can You diss on the net well go pick up your mans I want bout three Give me four, now give me five, we jump out the car, we kidnap your homie Then we put it in drive, he deep in the water, he dive Can't get him back, he died Your brother got shot, you cried The gun stay with me like it's Bonnie and Clyde