Hold up, push the button, change the clip, now that bitch hold a hunnid

I been flyin' state to state, gettin' bread, but they act like I'm runnin

Dorm room trappin', I ain't talkin' culinary, I sold the onions

Breakin' down woods and stack that shit up like I'm Paul Bunyan

Can't hug me with makeup on, I paid three bands for this fit

Ion do it cause everybody do it, I look good when I'm wear this shit

Rekked the Maserati rim, 3200 just to get it fixed

I ain't stressin', I gave that shit up like I was sellin' bricks

I ain't hurtin I'm good for real, burn down these woods for real

**** always talkin' bout that business, but I stood for real

Reekade eating good, I know you can tell ion don't miss a meal

Been sayin' fuck rap, but it might change if I get a deal

Hold up, push the button, unlock the door so I can run them down

**** did that laughin' on the net, shid what's funny now

Stolen car, engine light on and I got the keys to it

I ain't never speed through the opps hood, boy, I breeze through it

Rat **** get the special K, just add some cheese to it

You don't wanna swang that motherfucker, just let me do it

**** runnin' they mouth like they tongue got some feet to it

Ion make songs for the industry, I make that street music

Hold up, push the button, that's a switch, you ain't got no luck

I probably know who pushed up on you, yeah, ****, so what

I'll lie dead in yo face and won't give no fucks

Don't never try to talk about business, boy, like you know us

Hold up, push the button, fully auto, lil bra got it in the bag

Movin' militant, second strike, so he ain't finna crash

Jacked son in the ville, but I promise he ain't play for the Jags

Been had my stripes in the field and never threw a flag

Hold up, push the button, wipe his nose, I think he sick or somethin

Head crack, take his bank when I shoot, I think I'm Mitch or somethin

Fuck it, take his soul and kill his dogs too, like I'm Vick or somethin

Boy I'm really bout my business like John Wick or somethin

Hold up, push the button, tell them pussy hoes stop speakin' on me

Think them bitches mad, cause I cut them off, they was leechin' on me

See I'm eatin' good, now they came back tryna eat bologna

I keep shit real, don't come around me if you fake or phony

Head first, first quarter, these **** know I Rekk shit

These **** suck, barely get play on they best shit

Been snappin' had these motherfuckers watchin' like Netflix

Demolition man knockin' these blocks down like Tetris

Hold up, push the button, when you hear that frr frr, boy you outta luck

Long range like Dame when I shoot, in case he tryna buck

Ion need a reason, I leave a bitch cause I'm tired of her

I bounce back like rebounds, hit the boards, watch me power up