[Verse 1]

Give me that nine, that clip

Ain't no talking to my 9, `cause bitch I'm bout to sop you up

Twist the cap back, put one up in the chamber

Your life in danger, I'm busting caps upon a total stranger

Better believe I be creeping

Detectives wonder how I hit your house and the rest of the block,

they still sleeping

Straps all in your window, puffing up on some endo

Surprise, surpise, nigga look at what you in for



[Chorus]

Only if my 9 could talk

Only if my 9 could talk

Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this homicide

O-o-o only if my 9 could talk

Only if my 9 could talk

Don't, don't, don't leave no witnesses to this homicide



[Verse 2]

Now imagine me slipping up on my murder gloves

Now imagine me got a 9 with a silencer and I'm in a bout it club

I want soda `cause niggas be snitching

I put blood up on his Polo, gots him screaming like bitches

Now it's gonna be, kinda like, hard to see me

Disappear like a genie

When I reappear, nigga you see nothing but my beam

And I'm gonna hits that nigga for one mill

These shots I pop, he drops, and uh, that's like a done deal

You could consider that nigga a disaster area

Call his mom for a black dress

consult his family members to be the pallbearers

You fucks with mine, I'ma leave that nigga shaking

Flatline, CPR, I don't think that nigga made it



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

Some call it murder, I call it 1-87

Some call it robbery, bitch, I call it 2-11

See, hand me that duffle bag full of hot guns

First nigga runs up, guns up, that head gonna catch some hot ones

I run this shit like the White House

You like some white out

Tonight's the night, it's getting dark, bitch it's lights out

When I shoot, I'm never gonna miss

17 in my spot, 17 in my gloc, 17 niggas I'm gonna hit

I be a specialist like Sharon Stone

A bad boy like Al Capone

An assassin like Sylvester Stallone

Only if you could live, but you ain't

Only if my 9 could talk, but it can't



[Chorus]



Don't leave no witnesses to this homicide



[repeat Chorus]