(Push that shit out, Skilla)

Naw, I'ma push that shit out, I got you

Huh?

My brother, we was downtown the other day

We bumpin' Skilla the whole way there (The Circle)

****, we get to the light

We bump— we bumpin' that "Tay B" shit

This **** Skilla pull up right to the light

He roll his window down, get to choppin' it up with us (**** always barkin' on the 'net, don't even be wild

I get in my car to bless my Insta' with a freestyle)

And I say that just to say this

That shit was— for one, that shit was crazy

And then for two, it just show what type of **** he is

He ain't have to pull to the side of us and, you know, chop it up with us

Like bro a real genuine ****, so I fuck with Skilla

I'm a real young ****, swear to God I love my fans

I love flippin' 'bows, I love hittin' hoes, and gettin' bands (Huh?)

I gotta thank God every time I get a chance

I was really down on my ass, he gave me a chance

I was tryna get rich, gettin' fame wasn't in the plans

I was somewhere gettin' money when them **** shot my mans (Huh?)

Had to get my get-back, hopped up out that van, shot his man

Stay up out my lil' **** way when he poppin' Xans

I'm probably the coolest young **** with the hottest head

Let a rasta play with me, I bet my chopper chop his dreads

My Draco and my AR best friends, I call 'em Rockin' Reg

I caught my mans doin' some ho shit, now that's not my man

I used to have to risk my life, I can't believe I got fans

Baby on my dick now, she can't believe I got bands

I caught my mans doin' some ho shit, can't believe we not friends

They say dog kill shit, they can't believe we shot—

Came a long way, I can't believe I got fans

Came a long way, I can't believe I got bands

Came a long way, made my cheese, cut off friends

They say doggy kill shit, they can't believe we shot— (Shut up)

Huh? Say that

Came a long way, I can't believe I'm ridin' Maybach

These hoes dick suckin', man, I know these **** hate that

I can get a **** touched, I just gotta lay back

I'm a street **** for real, every day, I pray that

I can get my money and stay out the way, amen

I pray the dick suckers don't pull up in the raid van

If **** play with me, I know I can call K-Man, free the god, huh

They know we gon' kill somethin' if we slide, huh

****, if I don't get even, I feel odd

This street shit gettin' deep, I'll get a **** fried

Young **** workin' all the old **** in my pod

I used to have to risk my life, I can't believe I got fans

Baby on my dick now, she can't believe I got bands

I caught my mans doin' some ho shit, can't believe we not friends

They say dog kill shit, they can't believe we shot—

Came a long way, I can't believe I got fans

Came a long way, I can't believe I got bands

Came a long way, made my cheese, cut off friends

They say doggy kill shit, they can't believe we shot— (Shut up)

Huh? Say that