(Thanks, yakree)

Ay, come on this bitch, **** know what the fuck goin' on

Slatt gang, 26-12 (free the troops, Zoo Gang or nothin')

I'm givin' y'all straight bars (brr, brr, brr)

I done been in the stu' all week, I done almost run outta shit to say

When we come through, better get out the way, Cuzzo lucked up, and he beat his case

My bro ready to kill, shorty ass just waitin' around for the okay (gang, gang)

Shit'll get gay quick, we don't shoot blanks

Catch a shot from the chop, now your period late (graow)

**** ain't ever gon' see me in shit, I don't care if the boy got glasses

All he heard was, "Yeah, come here, bitch," that's what we say when we get on asses

I'm tryna get money and live lavish, cuz tryna turn all the opps to ashes

Yeah, you a ho but I'm still gon' cut, baby, I don't judge, my name ain't Mathis

One **** gon' say I can't rap, that **** banned, now he can't come back

Your ho bad and you can't have her back, I'ma make this bitch stick a tongue in my gap

Ridin' in T with my gun in my lap, if you look too hard in the car, clap

All I need is a beat, I can say anything on this bitch, and it still gon' slap (graow, graow)

One **** gon' say I can't rap, that **** banned, now he can't come back

Your ho bad and you can't have her back, I'ma make this bitch stick a tongue in my gap

Ridin' in T with my gun in my lap, if you look too hard in the car, clap

All I need is a beat, I can say anything on this bitch, and it still gon' slap (graow, graow)

Y'all **** don't want problems, quickly this shit will get tragic

I am a cool ass dude that'll smack a bitch super quick, I am not no rapper

(Bro!) You still got shot, just 'cause you survived don't mean you can troll and laugh

One **** died, and I know who killed him, but I'ma act like I don't know what happened

I say, what the fuck I want 'cause I can, your boyfriend a lame, come deal with a man

That **** thought we was child molesters (pow!)

We spot **** and jump out vans (pow! I'ma get ya)

I don't like ****, I'm a one-man band (come here little boy)

Put the heat on his ass and give him a tan

I don't know why **** hate me (Slatt gang)

I'm enjoying my life with my feet in the sand (**** what the fuck goin' on?)

**** ain't blowin' they heat, they scared, one **** dropped his gun and ran (pow!)

Rest of this shit finna be off the head, I know a lot of **** that wish I was dead

I belong on the ceiling and I blow like a fan, went on a hit, and he cracked his mans (brr, brr)

Hashtag, "We Got Drugs For Sale," we tax shit like Uncle Sam

One **** gon' say I can't rap, that **** banned, now he can't come back

Your ho bad and you can't have her back, I'ma make this bitch stick a tongue in my gap

Ridin' in T with my gun in my lap

If you look too hard in the car, clap (if you look too hard in this bitch, I'ma clap)

All I need is a beat, I can say anything on this bitch and it still gon' slap