[Intro]

Yea I'm in the studio boolin

With my n****s

I'm up thousands

Gang gang

Young bando

I'm up thousands, I'm tryna move up to the mountains

[Chorus]

Shout out gang bitch we fallin like a jump shot

That n***a nuts if he think he taking my spot

I'm in the hood n***a even though the block hot

Steppin back pullin up like a jump shot

I got racks n***a wait until my tape drop

I can't trust a soul, you n****s fed watch

Imma drop a hunnid n***a for that base drop

I'm in the league balling like I got a jump shot

[Verse 1]

Yo bitch swallow nut like a real thot

True to the Os, bankroll

I ain't trap with a hoe, what you know

I'm finna sco

I told gang hit my phone when they got that play and sco

I'm a dog I got a dog like them country folk

N****s drawing up with them sticks what you owe?

And I'm in the hills smoking in the studio

Sleeping on yo ass with no money get a pillow

Bitch I'm in the back smoking cookies out the window

Can you hear it real n***a, I don't fear

Break a lil mans fear n***a fuck yo feelings

New checks look bigger

I don't fuck with n****s

These n****s off the percs I don't feel you

You n****s get no money I don't trust you

You n****s get no money I don't feel you

[Chorus]

Shout out gang bitch we fallin like a jump shot

That n***a nuts if he think he taking my spot

I'm in the hood n***a even though the block hot

I'm steppin back and pullin up like a jump shot

I got racks n***a wait until my tape drop

I can't trust a soul you n****s be on fed watch

Imma drop a hunnid n***a for that base drop

I'm in the league ballin like I got a jump shot