(Baow, baow)

I ain't gon', you know what I'm sayin'? That's between you and Durk, man

You know what I'm sayin'?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm tryna walk somethin' down, I'm tryna catch a **** lackin'

I'm tryna see what he ridin' in, front, I tag him, flip the lil' baby in traffic

Headshot, I bump-fire the Drac' and it turn automatic

Lead cocked, one inside the head, I'm gon' get straight to clappin'

Bags in, I just took this 'za up out the fuckin' plastic

Cash in, I don't take no Zelle, move right, you want this package

Her ass out, he trip 'bout that bitch, I left him assed out

Your ho like to fuck all on the gang, that bitch got passed 'round

I get bored, then I go shoppin', if it's swaggy, I'm gon' cop it (I'm gon' cop it)

I go fly and they gon' copy, I don't think nan' **** ain't gon' stop me (They ain't gon' stop me)

She in my pants, she tryna get some of these bands, but I just want her body

Say the wrong thing, you gon' disappear, TKey Illuminati (Hold up)

I get hotty, pop shit like Scotty (Yeah)

We like to freak, we be catchin' these bodies (Catchin' these bodies)

Send shots, they spread like a sawed-off shotty (Sawed-off shotty)

Four-five with the scope and the green-beam dotty (Green-beam dotty)

We move work, not molly, molly (Baow)

Pockets stiff, they knotted (Knotted, knotted)

Take one of mines, kill everybody (Everybody)

Baby shit, porta-potty (Shit)

We smoke opps like a vape, ****, we don't cop pleas, that shit there too late (Too late)

I got my young **** ready to eat, they'll get him lined up, put your face on a plate (Too, uh)

I'm never trippin' or slippin', when I get some rest, I be fallin' asleep with the K

When I get that young **** drop, I'ma go back to back, make a move, I'ma spin 'til I can't

Be for real, you think you play with me, your ass gon' make IG

Hell naw, I'ma load up with this five and cause a murder (Murder three)

Chalk it, chalk it, we gon' turn your body to a murder scene (Murder scene)

Bitch-ass **** got dreads, when I get done, he gone be Mr. Clean (Mr. Clean)

Yeah, I'm tryna walk somethin' down, I'm tryna catch a **** lackin'

I'm tryna see what he ridin' in, front, I tag him, flip the lil' baby in traffic

Headshot, I bump-fire the Drac' and it turn automatic

Lead cocked, one inside the head, I'm gon' get straight to clappin'

Bags in, I just took this 'za up out the fuckin' plastic

Cash in, I don't take no Zelle, move right, you want this package

Her ass out, he trip 'bout that bitch, I left him assed out

Your ho like to fuck all on the gang, that bitch got passed 'round

Even when I was broke, I wasn't no bum, I had my swag up (Swag up)

He thought shit was green, but ain't shit green, so I had masked up (Masked up)

I was worried about the wrong damn thing, I got my cash up (Cash up)

**** ain't want me to win since I was young, now I done passed bruh (Passed bruh)

What the fuck the hate be 'bout? Your bitch ass ain't gon' take me out (Take me out)

Mash your brain like Dippin' Dots, your bitch ass try to snake me out (Snake me out)

Don't go through her phone, that camera roll is where my dick be out

I was bad as fuck when I was a kid, my folks had kicked me out (Yeah, no cap)

Yeah, I'm tryna walk somethin' down, I'm tryna catch a **** lackin'

I'm tryna see what he ridin' in, front, I tag him, flip the lil' baby in traffic

Headshot, I bump-fire the Drac' and it turn automatic

Lead cocked, one inside the head, I'm gon' get straight to clappin'

Bags in, I just took this 'za up out the fuckin' plastic

Cash in, I don't take no Zelle, move right, you want this package

Her ass out, he trip 'bout that bitch, I left him assed out

Your ho like to fuck all on the gang, that bitch got passed 'round

Bitch

Fuck y'all