(Yoyotheproducer)

(Ty, stop fucking playing with me)

Bo Jackson, ****

It's been slow on them cars so I'm rapping

Ain't been going on ends, I came home broke so I was looking for a **** with a maquette

(I was tryna stick me a ****)

And J— got touched with that switch

B— got hit in his neck and he tripped

And K— got his head blown up in the whip

Blu got .300 Black on his rip

They lucky I wasn't home when he was sending 'em disses

'Cause on Kat, them **** would've met this fifth

If he ever got to it, I would've bent their shit

And ****, let's make this shit easy

He got hit with a 5.56, when it's time to go bend, I was the one that was working that Peezy

And ****, you gotta do this shit right, when you go on this move, make sure there's more than one bike

**** better make sure he tight and the streets in the jail, on Kat, I ain't doing no fighting

Free LawDatt, was south 3 knifing

****, I was in when they was bending 'em strikers

Fuck that shithead bitch, she triffling

I was dogging that bitch now she swear she don't like me

****, it ain't shit to go fuck up your street

I'm a younging on shit, I'll bend in the car with no key

Dumb **** keep shooting from the 3

That shit get me mad, I'll bend in a car that's on E

And we jhi been fucking up streets

Jhi put some respect on my name when you talk to AC

And ****, I could teach you how to creep

I could teach you how to work, I could teach you how to bend up the Snee

When I was 13, ****, I was tight

When I turned 14, I started stopping shit off a bike

And ****, I ain't being too picky

And the streets jhi hot, tryna spin out a Scat or a hemi

And a **** got his ass switched up

That shit had me guh, I was chasing this **** through cuts

I could teach you how to—, just shut the fuck up

My bitch be running, I put dick in her guts

It's been slow on them cars so I'm rapping

Ain't been going on ends, I came home broke so I was looking for a **** with a maquette

(I was tryna stick me a ****)

And J— got touched with that switch

B— got hit in his neck and he tripped

And K— got his head blown up in the whip

Blu got .300 Black on his rip

They lucky I wasn't home when he was sending 'em disses

'Cause on Kat, them **** would've met this fifth

If he ever got to it, I would've bent their shit

And ****, let's make this shit easy

He got hit with a 5.56, when it's time to go bend, I was the one that was working that Peezy