[Intro: Babyfxce E]

(Thank you, Jxlan, I appreciate you) Shit, aight

Aight, huh, bitch

[Verse: Babyfxce E & 1Up Tee]

Huh, I'm young nigga turnin' from Flint, bae, what your name is?

What's 1Up in Striker Boyz? That's the same shit

Tee, you already know what the fuck it is, bro, we all gang land

If a nigga try to slime us out, then that's a brave man

This opp bitch tryna pull up to the party, this lil' ho brave too

You would think lil' cousin was a Crip the way he banged blues

Don't need no boots to step on any nigga, don't gotta change shoes

We just hop out, aim shoot

All from [?] gang, who?

We got problems like havin' too many bitches in one room

We got some bottles of Reposado, that's gon' get her loose

Like I just bought some Nike socks, these hoes just came too

Huh, I feel like J.F. Kennedy wife, I got the brain too

She ain't mine, but I still fuck it like we going together

My lil' ho don't play 'bout me, that bitch don't ho a whoever

Spent two racks in Louis V, I got the coldest sweater

All she wanna do is fuss and fight, I think this ho the devil

Yeah (Haha), alright, huh

Don't get scared when I call up lil' bro, that lil' nigga known for steppin'

Lame ass can't even get a free section, this nigga known for nothin'

Huh, don't be [?] all you niggas, don't call my phone for nothin'

Keep on textin' me like we cool, but this nigga know we tell 'em

Every Glock I got too smooth like some Jordan 11s

Glock [?] on Deltas, book a nigga a flight to heaven

Already tapped that lil' bitch to me, nigga, I feel like The Coach

I don't know if this bitch want me or E, she staring at us both

Don't get it on the 'net and start sneak dissin', and swearin' that's a quote

I call my lil' bitch a turkey leg, she shake it off the bone

Knew I was feeling heat before she came, she was shakin' it on the phone

Taking off her clothes, it's hot outside, she tryna change her skin tone

Dinner finna fall, tryna catch his ass, like I'm tryna limbo

We can't bring that nigga round the hoes, he talk right through the pillow

I'm finna make a late night post and say I need something I can feel on

That bitch a bop, that bitch a bop, I hope you hip

Huh, she said, "Why you treating me like a ho?", I know you is, huh

I rolled your ball and knocked her down just like some bowling pins

I nailed this lil' bitch to the cross, arrest her, holy shit

Huh, that bitch a bop, that bitch a bop, I hope you know

She said, "I ain't no lil' bitch", I said, "Tell me that you grown"

Huh, this SRT a flying car, hit gas and it's gon' float, striker shit

Every car I drive is fast and your shit slow

I was about to stop, but fuck it, bro, come on

Tee, we gotta pop our shit lil' mo, before we end his zone

Just like you and your bitch, after [?] back and forth

Huh, just like them niggas in Men In Black, me and Tee goin' back to back

I been gettin' money and disses, niggas was rockin' shank attacks

I was tapped down in Flint when niggas was getting them Apple Jacks

I'm already fed, so you know I need me a lil' bitch with the fattest ass

Pull up in a Tesla, screen look like an Apple Pad