F*ck 12
(Brr) call Rel Money, talkin' 'bout money, nothin' but hunnids (so real)
(Brr) that's the sound of them mockingbirds as they hummin'
(Brr-brr) baow-baow-grrow, that's them hollow tips as they comin'
Bah-bah-bah (skrrt), woo-woo
(Fuck) Gwinnett County (fuck)
(Mack Boy on the beat)
The fuck?
Ayy, throw that shit, throw that shit, 12 outside
(Hurry up man, hurry up man) let go, nigga, let's go put 'em up
It's a knock at my front door (12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go)
It's a knock at my front door (fuck, that's 12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go, go)
It's a knock on my front door (the fuck?)
They lookin' for Takeoff, they heard on the streets I be sellin' that blow (who?)
It's a pot on a stove, up in a bowl, a 100 blunts rolled (gas)
I hit the back door, me and Quavo meet Offset at the store (go, go, go, go, go)
(Brr) call Rel Money, talkin' 'bout money, nothin' but hunnids (so real)
(Brr) that's the sound of them mockingbirds as they hummin'
(Brr-brr) baow-baow-grrow, that's them hollow tips as they comin'
Bah-bah-bah (skrrt), woo-woo
(Fuck) Gwinnett County (fuck)
Pull up, I skirt in the Audi (go)
Hit 200 on the highway (go)
Skip goin' crazy in Mazzie (uh)
Drivin' like a nigga caught a body (woo)
Next day, pull up in the 'Rari ('Rari)
Versace, my belt like Ed Hardy's (Versace)
I'm sellin' them burgers like Hardee's (I'm sellin' 'em)
My white boy, he told me I'm gnarly (white boy)
It's a knock at my front door (12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go)
It's a knock at my front door (fuck, that's 12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go, go)
Man fuck (brr), my mama hit my phone (mama)
12 in my home, they won't leave me alone (god-damn, ayy, man flush the work)
Might flush that work, skip 'bout to dip, he runnin' with a zip (ayy skip)
It's 100 on 'em, made a quick trip, make a U-Turn, get outta here (skrrt-gone)
Too-too many snakes in the grass, man somebody tellin' (snakes)
Here go 10 bands skip, get his cerebellum (here bitch)
What you mean hand you the pistol? Here the MAC-11 (grrah)
It's six o'clock right now, I want the nigga dead at 7:00 (gone)
Got off the phone with Gucci, he told us we on the news
We all over the channels, 4, 5, 11, and 2 (damn)
He said, "Be safe lil' bruh, just hit me when you need some money"
We takin' G-4 private plane, we 'bout to leave the country
It's a knock at my front door (12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go)
It's a knock at my front door (fuck, that's 12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go, go)
What the fuck? That's 12
Boom, boom, get down
Go, go, go, go
(Mack Boy on the beat) go, go, go
(Brr) that's the sound of them mockingbirds as they hummin'
(Brr-brr) baow-baow-grrow, that's them hollow tips as they comin'
Bah-bah-bah (skrrt), woo-woo
(Fuck) Gwinnett County (fuck)
(Mack Boy on the beat)
The fuck?
Ayy, throw that shit, throw that shit, 12 outside
(Hurry up man, hurry up man) let go, nigga, let's go put 'em up
It's a knock at my front door (12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go)
It's a knock at my front door (fuck, that's 12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go, go)
It's a knock on my front door (the fuck?)
They lookin' for Takeoff, they heard on the streets I be sellin' that blow (who?)
It's a pot on a stove, up in a bowl, a 100 blunts rolled (gas)
I hit the back door, me and Quavo meet Offset at the store (go, go, go, go, go)
(Brr) call Rel Money, talkin' 'bout money, nothin' but hunnids (so real)
(Brr) that's the sound of them mockingbirds as they hummin'
(Brr-brr) baow-baow-grrow, that's them hollow tips as they comin'
Bah-bah-bah (skrrt), woo-woo
(Fuck) Gwinnett County (fuck)
Pull up, I skirt in the Audi (go)
Hit 200 on the highway (go)
Skip goin' crazy in Mazzie (uh)
Drivin' like a nigga caught a body (woo)
Next day, pull up in the 'Rari ('Rari)
Versace, my belt like Ed Hardy's (Versace)
I'm sellin' them burgers like Hardee's (I'm sellin' 'em)
My white boy, he told me I'm gnarly (white boy)
It's a knock at my front door (12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go)
It's a knock at my front door (fuck, that's 12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go, go)
Man fuck (brr), my mama hit my phone (mama)
12 in my home, they won't leave me alone (god-damn, ayy, man flush the work)
Might flush that work, skip 'bout to dip, he runnin' with a zip (ayy skip)
It's 100 on 'em, made a quick trip, make a U-Turn, get outta here (skrrt-gone)
Too-too many snakes in the grass, man somebody tellin' (snakes)
Here go 10 bands skip, get his cerebellum (here bitch)
What you mean hand you the pistol? Here the MAC-11 (grrah)
It's six o'clock right now, I want the nigga dead at 7:00 (gone)
Got off the phone with Gucci, he told us we on the news
We all over the channels, 4, 5, 11, and 2 (damn)
He said, "Be safe lil' bruh, just hit me when you need some money"
We takin' G-4 private plane, we 'bout to leave the country
It's a knock at my front door (12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go)
It's a knock at my front door (fuck, that's 12)
12 kickin' in my front door (boom, get down)
Now we runnin' out the back door (go, go, go, go)
Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando (go, go, go)
What the fuck? That's 12
Boom, boom, get down
Go, go, go, go
(Mack Boy on the beat) go, go, go
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Writer(s): Quavious Keyate Marshall, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Malcom Malik Edwards
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