You like the young boys come to your home You came too late, so the pack got sold

 My steps, you a block, tryna catch me a ghost Tap the Glock and the burst, let it go

 The facts, they askin' me shit, I don't know My bitch keep askin' me shit, I don't know

 I just got a call, out of town, gotta go But now I'm in the joint, now I wrap my block

 You can't say the same, you a hoe I'm usin' both hands and I'm over the stove

 Switch on the back so you can't duck low She in love with the kid and she can't let go

 I've been whippin' around, so they say I'm a pro I go hit the T with the real, I gave her the sample

 They callin' for dope

 He in the strip and I'm sippin' dope We is fucked up, kickin' in them doors

 Now I be rappin', I feel like a poet I couldn't call when I'm on my lowest

 Get me a pack and then I hit the road Actin' the soft, up in the stone

 I got a G in my pants when I'm in the trap Try it around me, it's not one of those

 Seen crook with the coat, he folded I was trappin', hopin' that you notice

 I was whippin', the power was pourin' I got 40s, taught me what you taught him

 And I got the G with the switch in the back Shoot it up and then reload it

 Me and Jay, we not into trollin' You got racks, we take what you holdin'

 I told you I'm not tryna tweak I came with a bopper inside of my G

 You know what I do on the scene And I walk around with these bands on me

 Pull up to your block, tryna catch me a beat Get it free, then I put on my ski

 Why would you tweak, and you really miss keen?

 You lack, but your homeboys come to your home You came too late, so the pack got sold

 My steps to your block, tryna catch me a ghost The top, the Glock, and the best, let it go

 The facts, they askin' me shit, I don't know My bitch keep askin' me shit, I don't know

 I just got a call, out of town, gotta go