Aye this some shit I could pop off to

Don't play it wrong, it's kinda hard to get them goons up off you

In off-white, I ain't trippin' if I have to off you

My bitch mad, phone on DND, can't get her call through

I ain't never been a bench player, **** I gotta ball too

Lil bitch on my line, talkin' like she tryna fall through

We gon' keep on sendin' shots, ain't never been the type to call truce

Feel like lonzo when I come through tryna see my brothers ball too

Mini-Drakes, we come spend yo block, come thru in tall coupes

Got back to the hood, full of empty clips you know we all shoot

Aye don't play with us, I then went and touch so much damn money got a paper cut

That's your bitch, but I can't let her go cause that's my favorite slut

You chasin' her, bands on me like I work at chase or sum

Ice on me, I'ma stretch you out, you end taking sumn

He fanned out, he don't even know me, tryna hate for nothin'

Air it out, fuck around and have to ventilate the function

Cause we don't play that shit, **** I don't take your word, better weigh that shit

I ain't tryna cuddle up bitch I lay with stick

Learned young if I wanna make it, gotta take a risk

All my hoes get along, swear to God, I done made a pimp

Lil ****, I ain't tryna slap fives, I just made a ten

I ain't playin' round with ****, bitch, I play to win

Ima game-winnin' type of ****, I'ma take us in

And since I heard that **** talkin' down, I'ma take a spin

Do you like you Chris Rock and take it to the chin

Every time I get a money call I tell em drop a pin

Do a **** dirty like resurgence, how I'm droppin' in

And since you good at hiding, we gone find a friend

**** know that if they piss me off, then we gone pop again

**** hoes, I know if it go down, then they won't pop a can

We got heavy metal, get to rockin' shit just like a band

Fear of God Essentials, paid a hunnid for my joggin' pants