(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)

Break the bitch for large amounts, it's just another day

Drop the skeezy when I slide so they could see my face

Forever screamin', "Free my dogs" until they pop the gates (Ayy, Ecko, turn this beat off if I ain't trippin' on it)

Fuck the pigs, ain't pullin' over, shit, let's take 'em on a chase

Goddamn, get your squabble up, it's time to program

She don't offer payments on the daily, that's a no, ma'am

I swap the 30 for a stock and this bitch won't jam

Never been the type to love a bitch, ain't into holdin' hands

Trophy status, I can't argue with no dumb bitch

Dice game, if I don't hit my point, I'm finna up blick

Heart stoppers in this fully make him flum-flip

Face fuck her, only bang her line so she could suck dick

Rollie wrapped around his collar, brother, grab him

Showin' feet, it's like I'm funkin' with the track team

Watch the way you move, bitch, it's a blicky in these stack jeans

Ain't with the chasing **** down 'cause I got bad knees

Grim Reaper, I'ma meet you in your nightmare

Bro, how the fuck you miss the shot and he was right there?

He stood on business 'bout his block until he died there

Send him to the sky with this fully, he Buzz Lightyear

Toe tagger, keep it cool 'cause I'm a soul snatcher

Don't give a fuck where **** from because it don't matter

I could tell the bitch ain't have a bag, had to blow past her

Won't ever put my hands on women, just a ho slapper

Joe Jackson, play runner, bring the pack home

Blitz Madden, grab him up, then slap a sad song

Bad bitch, I beat a lump in baby backbone

Put him on a shirt but you ain't slide with **** passed on

All right

Look, I used to want a 23, it's only chops now

Pop a giant, bitch yellin', "Timber," now watch him fall down

Them bleacher days was hittin' hard, I got the ball now (All right)

Okay, just turned they bro to ashes

Might walk up on the funeral and send shots at the casket

Say they told me, "Face the mojito," he throw me free attachments

That's a stick, switch the drum on it, he gone long

It hurt they soul that **** gone, why don't they slide for him?

**** love them blocks to death, that's why they died on 'em

**** love them chains to death, that's why they died for him

Look, just park the low right on they block so we can catch him

Lil' bro keep stock up in his sock, he say it's pressure

They think he crazy, say he talkin' to the devil

I put chrome 45th to his chest, that's heavy metal

Look, I'ma rock out and show these **** how to get low

Break the bitch for large amounts, it's just another day

Drop the skeezy when I slide so they could see my face

Forever screamin', "Free my dogs" until they pop the gates (Ayy, Ecko, turn this beat off if I ain't trippin' on it)

Fuck the pigs, ain't pullin' over, shit, let's take 'em on a chase

Goddamn, get your squabble up, it's time to program

She don't offer payments on the daily, that's a no, ma'am

I swap the 30 for a stock and this bitch won't jam

Never been the type to love a bitch, ain't into holdin' hands