Ayy, **** be duckin' and smokin' for the free, but I been tryna get it all week

Thought til my brother come lockin' with me, but they like that ain't no only start with a G

Keepin' the peace, I'm really pushin' that shit, but they tryna get at it with me

I might just get on the grill and start cookin' these ****, I'm talkin' bout how they do beef

Blood on the tree, I don't even know about the cook, but they might have some blood on the leaves

I do my dance on the block with my stick in the air, feelin' like I'm an Indian chief

Hit and repeat, ready to be servin' the fifth, feelin' like he the shark of the week

Shark of the week, I'ma go jump in the tank, cause them bitches been sharkin' on me

**** be callin' my line, tell me put them on again, but you know you can't get that for free

I hit a ten out of ten, and I hit with the best, cause the bitch really had a degree

Okay, end of dispute, huh, put the lil' **** on mute

I'm really standin' on the block for my dawg, I ain't been in the field, but I know how to shoot

They really think I ain't up in my ring, when I walk in this bitch, I can meet him, salute

I really thought he was servin' a pelt, but that **** was cappin' and she was a flute

Hey, hey, I'm really pavin' and wavin' this shit, I went to first, gettin' trappin

**** tryna steal my flow, tryna steal my style, hold on, can't get that baggy

Brand new swag, I'm turnin, I just hit that hoe, I think that bitch named Maddy

Dude, y'all be too loud, let me switch my flow, hold on, let me take that Addy

Hey, I don't wanna take that Addy, hey, I might flash too badly

He wanna get on the beat, but he ain't puttin' work, so I just had to give him a tally

Give him a tally, kids, are you doin' them that, man? I think you been shittin' too badly

Feel I ain't shitted enough, but I want a lil' smoke, and I think I get that from my daddy

Hey, since I had one on the chase on the block, that was some crazy shit

I put in work for the block, I'ma stand in the front, I don't care about how dangerous it get

He was just talkin' that shit, but I ain't finna trip, cause I been with the dangerous shit

Bro lettin' out with the block, but he ain't wanna chill, so I told him to spread the whip

One, two, three, four, five, six hoes, I can't keep one boot

I gotta switch my bitch like I do my drip, hold on, this shit that new

He couldn't see through the sight when he aiming that gun, so the boy gotta switch out the view

I fell in love with the paper, I was robbin' the bank late night on payday two