Ask about me, yeah they know me, Lil OT get guap

Lift my wrist up, that bitch lit up, filled with VS rocks

I don't wanna die but if I gotta go then I'm bangin that shit out like Ox

And I have them killers outside of your spot

They jump out the trashcan, Oscar the Grouch

And this bitch on my dick, she think she rubbin it, but that's the Glock

Sent my favorite fiend inside the Rite-Aid, he came out with Wok

How you fuckin with that ****, baby? Yeah you know he told

Sorry, we not goin in the club unless we got our poles

Yeah, I know I just got shot but look we got a **** gone

Lil brodie in his prime and he gon bang like Derrick Rose

Brodie spin they block, and if they lack they gettin shot

Lil bro he only 12, he hit a **** every drop

Chase a **** down, if he fall, stand on top

We be stickin to that code, we ain talkin to no cops

Hit that **** in his head then we watch his brains pop

We been spinnin days like back to back, make **** change blocks

Ask about me, yeah they know me, Lil OT get guap

Lift my wrist up, that bitch lit up, filled with VS rocks

I don't wanna die but if I gotta go then I'm bangin that shit out like Ox

And I have them killers outside of your spot

They jump out the trashcan, Oscar the Grouch

And this bitch on my dick, she think she rubbin it, but that's the Glock

Sent my favorite fiend inside the Rite-Aid, he came out with Wok

I been gettin so much fuckin money, we run through the bands

My cup dark as fuck, this bitch look like Gucci Mane

**** be talkin too much, they askin questions shh, keep it quiet

Broski got a Glock, spit dragonballs, make em start a fire

We did a show in another state, we had them Glocks on our hip, fuck a tire

One of my homies done fell in love with murder, he think he Chris off the Wire

Uh, plus **** keep talkin bout drip, shut up

I spent a stack on socks out Miami, I went straight outta Kith

We leave you one eyed like Slick

I mix the Louie with Rick

This bitch feelin the drip

I turn a three to a six

Ask about me, yeah they know me, Lil OT get guap

Lift my wrist up, that bitch lit up, filled with VS rocks

I don't wanna die but if I gotta go then I'm bangin that shit out like Ox

And I have them killers outside of your spot

They jump out the trashcan, Oscar the Grouch

And this bitch on my dick, she think she rubbin it, but that's the Glock

Sent my favorite fiend inside the Rite-Aid, he came out with Wok