[Intro]

Yeah, big B's (Champ)

Uh, free the jails, bitch, free the sliders

Yeah (Uh), uh, uh

[Verse]

Way before guns, we've been punchin' niggas out

Them niggas mention me, they on my dick, they want some clout

I fucked a lot of hoes, It be hard to catch a drought

And I been fucked that bitch who you was kissin' on the mouth

How y'all say y'all killers, and y'all sharing one body?

Y'all ain't got no B's, y'all need to stop it with that lyin'

Y'all the ones that's dissin', and yall the ones that's dyin'

We the ones that's cookin' shit, we the ones that's fryin'

Your name Lil Buckets with no points, how come?

You know who smoked your boyfriend, and you still ain't bust your gun

Stop speakin' on that drac', cause when you see it, you gon' run

Them lil' ass legs, if you fall boy you'rе done

Y'all ain't got no good hoopers, y'all the worst in thе league

Y'all lost like 8 homies, y'all a gang full of weed

Rell survived them shots, he ain't gon' survive these

And we givin' headshots to any nigga doin' 3's

I heard Lil' Snipe was at the light and got left

Since Livvy been signed, we still ain't see him get dressed

How the fuck y'all love each other if y'all just met?

How the fuck y'all lost 8 homies, still ain't get back

Like what? That don't make sense, uh

All them faggot ass niggas hidin' in that tent

He put it on his boyfriend, he be lyin' on his man

He can't even hold the Drac, shit the same size as him

Yeah, uh, broski seen an all-black truck, so he took it, uh

Q5 ain't get a chance to euro step them bullets, uh

Opp bitch, said she love the way that I pull it

All that wock' inside my Fanta, had me smilin' while I shook it

I guess y'all grew up, y'all niggas use to get wedgies

Lil' air, he fast as shit, on bro they couldn't catch him

An opp was at the mall, if I was there I would've scratched him

They caught dawg at the mall, if I was there I would've left him

[Outro]

Yeah, big B's

Free the jails, bitch free the sliders

All these glizzys solvin' problems, yeah