(Yeah, yeah, you know, 1900. **** Johnny got another one, niggga hear me?)

(I might need a cyst, let's do it, boy)

Yeah, misunderstood

Had to call Megan, tell that h it's good

Cruisin' on your block, pullin' in your hood

Yeah, yeah, misunderstood, yeah, uh-huh

Look, what if we? What if we can be more than just friends?

What if? Hell, I don't even know what it is

What if we? Hell, I don't even know what it is, uh-huh

What if we? Hell, I don't even know what it is

Look, pick the bitch up and tell her, "Ride with me"

Come on

Hey, bitch, we got it poppin', you can come and see

Shit, uh

More for Cadillac, I'm from PBG, yeah

Little baby, this a Benz, this a 63, huh

Hey, I fuck with you though, we could be more than friends, huh

We can take it to the top, I see you at the end, yeah

Hey, just meet me at the spot if you ain't got no plans

And grab some plastic and bring some rubber bands

Yeah, misunderstood

Had to call Megan, tell that h it's good

Cruisin' on your block, pullin' in your hood

Yeah, yeah, misunderstood, yeah, uh-huh

Look, what if we? What if we can be more than just friends?

What if? Hell, I don't even know what it is

What if we? Hell, I don't even know what it is, uh-huh

What if we? Hell, I don't even know what it is

Look, hey, fuck with me though, I'm the nigganow, show

I pick them bitches up and put them bitches down

Got them **** tuckin' chains when we coming around

The bro took 90-some years trying to gun him down, murder

The whole city know who the hardest, ask me

Homicide know about me, check my charges, look me up

Before this rap shit, we got our target

100 cribs hanging at the Joe's Market

Yeah, misunderstood

Had to call Megan, tell that h it's good

Cruisin' on your block, pullin' in your hood

Yeah, yeah, misunderstood, yeah, uh-huh

Look, what if we? What if we can be more than just friends?

What if? Hell, I don't even know what it is

What if we? Hell, I don't even know what it is, uh-huh

What if we? Hell, I don't even know what it is

Yeah, I've been around the world, it's time to make it pop

I do a tour and link with Crips up in every spot

From the heights, I gang-banged on every block

Kill them ****, I aim and bust every shot

Them **** soft, they get mad and run to the 'Gram

You ain't push it on the news, you a fucking ham, fucking ham

Boys don't carry no guns, so I make you scram

You put your hands on me, shit sound like a scam, crazy

Look, pick the bitch up and tell her, "Ride with me"

Come on

Hey, bitch, we got it poppin', you can come and see

Shit, uh

More for Cadillac, I'm from PBG

Little baby, this a Benz, this a 63

Hey, I fuck with you though, we could be more than friends

We can take it to the top, I see you at the end

Hey, just meet me at the spot if you ain't got no plans

And grab some plastic and bring some rubber bands

Yeah, misunderstood

Had to call Megan, tell that h it's good

Cruisin' on your block, pullin' in your hood

Yeah, yeah, misunderstood, yeah, uh-huh

Look, what if we? What if we can be more than just friends?

What if? Hell, I don't even know what it is

What if we? Hell, I don't even know what it is, uh-huh

What if we? Hell, I don't even know what it is