Ayy, them **** was fans first, broski tryna Pop out, I'm like, let me spin the

Bin first, Stop all of that trolling, for , we do

That shit again, worse, Black shirts, have a **** following his

Friend hearse, This bitch fully and burst, Shorty Nem get

Wild shit, They don't fuck around shitttt, Sending ****

Up, when we blicking **** down, I ain't Answer

When she call, I was busy dumping pounds, Out in traffic with my dogs, we want blood

I'm a hound, Baby, I ain't tryna cuff you, have Me looking

Like a clown, I'm just really tryna bust , I got a Bitch

Up in the house, **** speaking on my name, Got my dick up

In they mouth, I don't care about no fame, I Been stopped rapping

Fuck the clout, I ain't gon' diss, don't say my Name, we sending **** to the clouds

I done seen a couple brains, I need to be at Rolling loud

Ain't no calming my lil' brothers down, they on Bullshit right now

Once a **** catch his first one, you feel like You need a pile

Even though a **** rap, I still be wrapping Around the town

Making **** change they block, cause' we be Clapping **** down

I can't give your ass no inch, cause **** try To take a mile

I ain't tryna take your bitch, she got on me, she Like the style

I done lost some real ****, to the block and To a trial

On the chin, that's how I deal with shit, they Throwing in the towel

This my life, I spit the realest shit, ain't gotta Jot it down

And for Z, they catching Z's, these **** Sleeping in the ground

And for me, they catching B's, they throwing B's with me now

I got 50, I got Jeff, and I got Kese with me now

This gon' wake a **** up, can't say they sleep On me now

Turned your back and you gave up, kno, you Believe in me now

I got Fetty, I got ice bowls, I'll bring to you now

I see Derm up in the kitchen, he be beating That bitch down

I know ****, they be bitches, I don't bring Them around

I don't even fuck with ****, I just be with my Crowd

Ayy, them **** was fans first

Broski tryna pop out, I'm like, let me spin the Bin first

Stop all of that trolling, for we do that shit Again

Worst, black shirts, have a **** following his Friend

Hearse, this bitch fully and burst, shorty nem Get wild

Shit, they don't fuck around, shitttt, sending **** up

When we blicking **** down, I ain't answer When she call

I was busy dumping pounds, out in traffic with My dawgs

We want blood, I'm a hound