Uh

That boy cappin'

Look

Uh, look

All in his caption, that boy cappin'

I'm 'bout action

Ayy, ay, Wlatt, gang

Look

It's all in his caption, that boy cappin'

Know about us, man, they don't want action

Know that we shoot shit, don't do stabbin'

Hop on your block then came back laughin'

Uh, you tryin' too hard but we do this with ease

Don't care what you throw up, we throw up the threes

It's a whole lotta bricks, that's a whole lotta P's

Wipe that boy nose like he had to go sneeze

Forty-four-hunnid, I keep it a G

Thirty-five with me, I shoot like Curry

Shoutout bro 30, you know that's my team

Bro got a Glock, that shit came with a beam

If they pull up we gon' let that shit ring

My life a movie, can't put it on a screen

You can't hang with us 'cause you not a demon

You a lil' boy, man, you get a beatin' (a beatin')

You ain't kill nobody, you don't know the feelin' (he can't)

The kettle on the stove, his top is steamin' (it's steamin')

Snake on my neck, say my name, gotta eat 'em

Ten-shot regular clip, I'm decent (I'm decent)

Make a spirit lift look like Roobet, I'm leanin' (lean)

I put his name on a bullet then beat it (rah)

Bullets movin' too fast, he can't read it (rah)

I might shoot from the cell like a Ariza (Ariza)

One to the top, give him more than amnesia (amnesia)

I need a Queen of the North like Teresa (Teresa)

Shoot a .38 'til it's Gilbert Arenas (rah)

I'm in the trap, livin' with an old geezer (hold that)

Put on my chain, feel like put on a freezer (ice)

Put a gun in your face like it's tweezers (rah)

I'm in the 'Woods like a beaver (woods)

Too much BAPE on, feel like I'm Caesar (Caesar)

He got hit with the switch, look like he had a seizure (grrt)

His forehead hot, put a fifth on it, that's a real fever

How I'm so icy but still keep a heater? (Bussdown)

How I keep winnin' when I'm not even cheater? (Rah)

I'm a real demon, creep up like a creature (rah)

Bust a brick open, look like Justin Bieber (rah)

Look

It's all in his caption, that boy cappin'

Know about us, man, they don't want action

Know that we shoot shit, don't do stabbin'

Hop on your block then came back laughin'

Uh, you tryin' too hard but we do this with ease

Don't care what you throw up, we throw up the threes

It's a whole lotta bricks, that's a whole lotta P's

Wipe that boy nose like he had to go sneeze

Forty-four-hunnid, I keep it a G

Thirty-five with me, I shoot like Curry

Shoutout bro 30, you know that's my team

Bro got a Glock, that shit came with a beam

If they pull up we gon' let that shit ring

My life a movie, can't put it on a screen

You can't hang with us 'cause you not a demon

I had to ball up 'cause that **** waste

Open the party, we lock off the place

Might hit his chest or I might his his face

If it get sticky I go do the race

And I got 13's on my feet

But a big G-17 on my waist (pa)

Better not trip, better go tie your lace (pa)

Feel like J Neat, catch a opp, and say, "Ayy" (pa)

Don't cut no hair but I might give a fade

My **** don't give a fuck 'bout the fame

Most of us still on the block everyday

Shoutout Machine, got connections in L.A

Still in the Dot, I might slide in the Lane

Free 47 and free bro LA

Screamin', "3Letterz" 'cause that is the gang

And you can't hang with us if you do not bang

You know I got hella love for the bros

They sell a brick, I was settin' the role

I'm chasin' the money, let's get it, let's go

If we get the drop, we might go to your door

I do not give me a fuck about a hoe

Not even money could fix all these hoes

Chasin' that bag, I stay on the road

I try catch a opp, catch like three in a row (real shit)