Feds got us on they billboard (Got us on they billboard)

But you know that I ain't goin' for it (You know that I ain't goin' for it)

I stay hidden from the radar (Hidden from the radar)

Under tint in them foreign cars, aye

Muhammad Ali, bitch, come test me (Come test me)

And watch how quick shit gon' get hectic (Get hectic)

Me and my youngins we reckless (Dumb)

Bitch, you know who really steppin' (Bow!)

I don't get no sleep, bitch, I'm restless (I'm restless)

Five in the morning, I'm up

Droppin' the price and you know that I'm at it (I'm at it)

I'ma tell you where to come

My girl left early in the morning

Holla 'bout she goin' to get her hair done, bitch, I ain't dumb

I can play the same game, call a bitch over to the hotel room

And I'm bustin' her up

**** on my dick inside the club

Saying he got bricks, I'ma get him drunk

Money on deck, meet me by the truck

I don't give a fuck, Ben stick 'em up

On the phone, bitch, I'm runnin' it with Dump

****, pull up, man, I'm finna come

Me and Jordan Dixon ridin' through the north

Down 38th strapped with a pump

Birdman got that dog food up in Valley Park

Posted up, going dumb

Kevin Gates, I remember we was young

Strapped up, bitch, .40 with a drum

Ah, yeah, bitch, I'm gettin' it (Bitch, I'm gettin' it)

Straight out the north, bitch, I come straight out them trenches (Straight out them trenches)

No handouts, yeah, you know I had to get it (I had to get it)

Know how I'm living, AI YoungBoy, I'm the sickest (I'm the sickest, yeah)

Feds got us on they billboard (Got us on they billboard)

But you know that I ain't goin' for it (You know that I ain't goin' for it)

I stay hidden from the radar (Hidden from the radar)

Under tint in them foreign cars, aye

They ain't believe that I did it

Was runnin' and jumpin' them fences

.40 Glock in my britches

Tell that **** he can get it, huh

They ain't believe that I did it

Was runnin' and jumpin' them fences

.40 Glock in my britches

Tell that **** he can get it

Talk loud, stand tall, had to turn my phone off

Pray to living God that I never, ever fall off

Really going in, I'm headed for the powerball

Missed call, call log, had to turn my phone off

Diamonds in my teeth and you knowin' I'll eat you out

Fuck real good, yeah, you knowin' what I'm really 'bout

Scope real good, yeah, you knowin' we can fight it out

Strapped up shit, what you mean? We can shoot it out

Dumb, aye, hold up

Dumb, aye, hold up

Dumb, aye, hold up

Dumb, aye, hold up

Feds got us on they billboard (Got us on they billboard)

But you know that I ain't goin' for it (You know that I ain't goin' for it)

I stay hidden from the radar (Hidden from the radar)

Under tint in them foreign cars, aye

Ah, yeah, bitch, I'm gettin' it (Bitch, I'm gettin' it)

Straight out the north, bitch, I come straight out them trenches (Straight out them trenches)

No handouts, yeah, you know I had to get it (I had to get it)

Know how I'm living, AI YoungBoy, I'm the sickest (I'm the sickest, yeah)