(Aye, run that shit up, Zeke)

Skrrt, go, go, go

Off a eight, off red swervin', bitch

Off a eight, off red swervin'

**** get around the gang and they get nervous

Off a eight, off red swervin'

(Aye, Zeke, run that shit up)

Fuckin' go, go, go

Running fast shit with them Glizzies on us

Catch a **** goin' live, hop out, get busy on him

I don't sit at restaurants 'cause the whole city on me

And we don't up no guns no more, they know them bitches on us

Call my slime, wipe his nose, bet the city smoke him

Put that money on his head, make his own **** smoke him

They don't hang out on their block, put our lil' bitches on 'em

He be thinkin' with his dick, it's easy to get up on him

We got Glocks with attachments, yeah, them switches on it

Put your ass in a blender, smoke, who really want it?

Private jet, smoking dead opps, Melly really smokin'

Backdoor Gang, saw that shit, he ain't have it on him

Woo, I think Lil Timmy hit the kill switch

Baby, come fuck with me, that **** a real bitch

Woo, my old homie, he a real snitch

Swear to God, won't give no fuck if them opps kill him

Fuckin' rat

Go, fuckin' go

Bitch, it's go (Skrrt)

Off a eight, off red swervin'

**** get around the gang and they get nervous

Tryna catch him, do a ****, leave him jerkin'

Free that bitch ass lil' boy out the county, so lil' bro'n'em can murk him, aye, aye (Skrrt, skrrt)

All face shot 'cause this shit personal, aye, aye

Lil' Curry on 'em tryna hurt somethin', aye, aye

Catch a **** lackin', Glock fuck him up

On the E-way doin' two hundred, lil' bitch buckle up, aye

Just might backdoor my lil' cousin, he ain't one of us

This lil' opp bitch tryna fuck, she think I'm dumb or somethin'

Givin' bitches your location, boy, you dumb as fuck

Don't got no Uber or no traffic, catch the bus or somethin'

Don't get no passes with your OG, still one of 'em

We got them Glizzies with them switches, this bitch stutterin'

We saw his picture on spot news then he got stuck or somethin'

Two hundred thousand views in one month, that lil' boy up or somethin'

Aye, hey, aye

Off a eight, off a red swervin'

**** get around the gang and they get nervous (Skrrt, skrrt)

Go, go