They say I don't be on my block, I be around' the city, bippin

Brody on that, stuffed the 10 with double 3 like Scottie Pippen

They say they gon' crack my head and leave me dead, them **** trippin

Stocky Rocky, he got 23, let it off, and he ain't missin

I'm the rapper, don't get it twisted, I can catch a B

Badass youngin' runnin' around with nothin' less than 33

I turn you ghost, get up close and now that boy all in my weed

For the guys that's red rum, I ain't with all that pushin' piece

Bitch, it's me, crack them R's, if you fuck with them LMGs

So LM4, stand over top that boy, and leave him in the street

I call Guap, that boy a slime, that **** shiester than me

Brody got that new 10 milli', let's go slide bro where the beam

And I got … all in my L, can't get him back, that **** runts

Can't keep smokin', what's his name? They say he bad for my lungs

Tryin' pop shit like you that when we was kids, I fucked you up

Once you say my homie name, no comin' back, man, that shit up

That's how it go, hop inside that car and go up that score

Bro, tryna get up on some rappers, two for one and bring it home

A head back

You get head tapped for playin', tryin' troll

Get down or you, lay down, ****, that's how that shit supposed to go

Uh Like pop your shit, tap, don't even got a body

Do lil lo even know you? You dick riding, movin' sloppy

Tryin' chase a chaser, if we spot one, then we got him

I smoke … like fuckin' Scooter, yeah, and turn into Biscotti

I'm the one, tie your laces if you thinkin' you gon' run

You won't get far, roc gon' catch up, boy, your ass gon' be done

Leave your' mama with some tears, they done took her fuckin' son

All revenge about my homies, murder, murder, red rum

We hit his head, we think it's fun, that shit get graphic

Nephew move too smart, he be the last man standin

My LMGs steady bendin' for the guys, tryin' catch a basket

All that reppin' on Lil' Sonny, I be the last **** laughin', uh

Disrespectful, that ain't you, they piped your head up

Jump out on a looter, try and kill, don't fuck that bread up

You see him fall get overtop that ****, fuck his head up

Them youngins still ain't spent for baby four, go pick y'all man up

Uh, I got jumped and came back with 30 ****

I don't play that shit, y'all was gon' die in front them bitches, uh

Jump out on Lil' Aiden, **** ran just like a chicken

Lucky Rock ain't fuckin' catch him man, he woulda hit his biscuit

**** know I'm the biggest fuckin' opp, uh

Go, I hop out chasin' clearance scenes

Uh, I hop out chasin' clearance scenes Im the rapper and im the most protected ****