Steady geekin', I feel like I only got me, but I'm walkin' around with a hitter

I could care less 'bout a label

**** be pussy, only around 'cause they dishing it out

How you slidin' for me?

You ain't slide for yourself

Know they hate that I'm winnin', I'm proud of myself

And bitches get shot too, everything been dead

Winter Da Brat need to shut up or give head

Learned how to drive, I was swervin'

23 shots in my lap, like, “Who wanna die?”

And I'm still smoking on Raymond, know they be mad he went out in the car like Rah

Beam on the gun, don't chase him

Really don't care if he run, he still get fried

D-DOA this, DOA that, ****, get off my DOA dick

Never did shit for your block, claiming you Drilly, but them **** claiming you not

How many **** got shot?

Boy, you a dummy, you think I ain't spinning for mines

Still gotta stick to the plan, I need me a couple of M's, I been runnin' through bands

Cruisin' around in a Wraith when it's sunny, t-two guns tryna blaze on a bunny (A-Aye Nxrre)

Nesty a bitch, on his knees screaming, “YGK”

You thought I forgot, but I didn't

F-Flash wanna diss, but he never gonna spin through my way

So I rolled up his mother and lit it

A-And I'm smoking on DudeyLo pops

Double-GK, JT in a box

Murda G needa stay off the sticks

E-Wuu just rappin' and do what he told to

Got a whole lot of shots for lil MDot, do 'em like Yeesh, tryna give him a chest shot

MDub block to my dick, still ain't gon' spin

Money Matt up in a spliff

L-L-Look, Brodie got rich, then we got sticks, walkin' around wit' FNs

True to my block, I ain't changing for shit

JBSleeze you a bitch, free dyke had you ducking in Lyft

Still shooting for 40Kal

Lil Unchi just talking, you look like a fucking clown

And this **** all talk, he don't really want war, if I slide to your door where you running now?

Steady geekin', I feel like I only got me, but I'm walkin' around with a hitter

I could care less 'bout a label

**** be pussy, only around 'cause they dishing it out

How you slidin' for me?

You ain't slide for yourself

Know they hate that I'm winnin', I'm proud of myself

And bitches get shot too, everything been dead

Winter Da Brat need to shut up or give head

Learned how to drive, I was swervin'

23 shots in my lap, like, “Who wanna die?”

And I'm still smoking on Raymond, know they be mad he went out in the car like Rah

Beam on the gun, don't chase him

Really don't care if he run, he still get fried

D-DOA this, DOA that, ****, get off my DOA dick