[Intro: Gxtti 4EG]

40 we already talkin' bout throwing a goddamn

Protest, ya ass ain't at Platinum, bruh

Don't piss me off

[Verse I]

Fawtyball, Mr. Get-It-(Done), diamonds shinin' brighter than the (sun)

You won't catch him stressin' bout (nun), nigga I done already (won)

Real talk, I ain't gotta (front), I'm on a roll, lemme keep it (blunt)

Run up on me, 40 keep a (what?) but you know I ain't tryna spoil the fun

I see it and I think I need it, that's why I can't save me a dollar

It feel like the Finals, I walk up in Cleveland and ball like Andre Iguodala

This presidential so fresh that it ain't been elected yet, call it Kamala

I'm a young king like Simba, need somebody daughter to come be my Nala

Hold up, y'all niggas think the vision is to blow up

Y'all niggas must really not know us, sit down, I'ma need you to focus

Them niggas just tryna get noticed, still waiting on they daddy to show up, nigga grow up

Badder than Sho'Nuff, Bruce T-Roy the master, they say that he fly as a locust

Hands down, y'all niggas don't stand a chance now

PLQCHSRS be the movement, keep it intense like a campground

Please don't play it stupid, put some indents in your back, ow

We in the fore and the background, niggas think that they it when they really just class clowns

[Hook]

I ain't worried bout y'all, cause y'all ain't gon step

Hood hoppin, ain't a side y'all ain't gon rep

Pocket watchin, I can't keep a dime to myself

Tryna copy me, gon fuck around and meet your death (Man fuck that bitch-ass nigga 40, man)

Y'all ain't gon step (That nigga ain't even from Albany; he from Blakely, he from Early County!)

Y'all ain't gon step (Y'all really believe the shit he say he be doing in them songs?)

Y'all ain't gon step (Y'all niggas, y'all can't be serious)

I ain't worried bout y'all, cause y'all ain't gon step

[Verse II]

Aye, about mine I (step), 229 I (rep)

Got them niggas screaming out (help), I'm just making sure the promise was (kept)

He just got a new bag (yeah), crazy thing is he don't even (care)

All the haters saying it ain't (fair) keep the bullshit over (there)

Keep it Stevie (Stevie Wonder), won't get none of my leaks, I ain't NeNe (hell nawl)

You ain't part of this get money meeting (you ain't), I'm the one, take a look at the seeding (go look at it)

Roll a—(wait a second)—roll a VB, Mama finally saw me on TV

'Member when she heard me on the radio, that's the moment I knew I could take control

That's the first time I sat down and looked at myself as the one

Like Cam son, I was chosen to stunt

I really feel bad 'cause they swear that it's done

This the introduction, it ain't even begun

It's a big production, we just settin' the scene

Take your bitch and turn her to an elegant queen

Kill the pussy, she gon' lick the evidence clean

That boy bought a chain and he let it get green

That's a damn shame, eight K just for my damn name

Call up my niggas Auxee and Raezy and pour the champagne

We won before we even signed up, come watch the game rearrange

Now you still miss the old 40, or should that boy *beep*, huh?

[Hook]

I ain't worried bout y'all, cause y'all ain't gon step

Hood hoppin, ain't a side y'all ain't gon rep

Pocket watchin, I can't keep a dime to myself

Tryna copy me, gon fuck around and meet your death (Man fuck that bitch-ass nigga 40, man)

Y'all ain't gon step (That nigga ain't even from Albany; he from Blakely, he from Early County!)

Y'all ain't gon step (Y'all really believe the shit he say he be doing in them songs?)

Y'all ain't gon step (Y'all niggas, y'all can't be serious)

I ain't worried bout y'all, cause y'all ain't gon step