(MIA JAY C)

Five, four, three, two, one (I hear you, JAY C)

GMO

(I'm a real pit)

Five, four, three, two, one, ****, here I come

Before I had some shoes, I was steppin' hard barefoot

Catch his ass and his mans, that's an and-one

Hit his ass while he sittin' down, make him stand up

Make a **** stand out, then stand over him

Hit his ass for twenty-four, bitch, R.I.P. Kobe

5.56, 7.62, ****, pick a shell

The opps cliquin' up with opps, them **** need help

Certified tweaker ridin' strapped, fuck the seatbelt

I put my brother on, he put his brother on like Meech 'nem

Put a **** on a tee myself, I don't need help

**** know it's sink or swim, and bitch, I'm in the deep end

We ain't never fallin' out 'bout hoes just like Meech said

Pole clutchin', dream chasin' like I'm Meek Mill

I'ma get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 Cent

Ban the **** from the city, now he can't come back again

High as hell, movin' like a zombie, I'm back from the dead

Don't look at us the wrong way 'cause that'll get you zipped

I switch the ride up every night, feel like I'm gettin' trailed

Before I let them **** kill me, I'll kill myself

It ain't no way around it, I want 'em all dead

F&N four-five full of bald-heads

You see the opps, you can't do nothin', put the call in

LaMelo should've been my name, 'cause I was born to ball, bitch

Them pits at the door, let my dogs in

Feds pick my **** up, me and my dog sick

Know the rules, mouth closed, stand on all ten

Soon as that shit touch down, we gon' be all lit

Five, four, three, two, one, ****, here I come

Before I had some shoes, I was steppin' hard barefoot

Catch his ass and his mans, that's an and-one

Hit his ass while he sittin' down, make him stand up

Make a **** stand out, then stand over him

Hit his ass for twenty-four, bitch, R.I.P. Kobe

5.56, 7.62, ****, pick a shell

The opps cliquin' up with opps, them **** need help

The opps cliquin' up with opps, them **** need help (Fuck a seatbelt)

The opps cliquin' up with opps, them **** need help