[Verse 1: Aiden Everett]

Better quit talkin’ like a opp hoe

You get ghosted

I know niggas from the K

They'll kill you with a mask on

Like a ghost kid, like a Kanye kid

She got that white in her nose, she got lockjaw

Only hit her once, ghosted that bitch like the KKK

But she keep jacking me, like the bean—she won’t stop stalking

Like go home, hoe

I don’t wanna talk, I just want your jaw

I'm on go mode, hoe

I quit associating with gangs

But my blood, still my blood

I'm still on that GUMMO, hoe

Not your average cup of joe

I know I say, "I don't"

But I'm still sipping out that double cup, like a cup of joe

And why this bitch still here?

Gotta give her commands like a dog—bitch, go home

Strap in the seat of my whip, it's all chrome

24/7 best friends, I'm hanging out with the blick

I pay for two just to Uber with it, I treat it better than my bitch

[Hook: Aiden Everett]

Hollow tips gon’ fly—best believe, niggas gon’ die

All the hoes gon’ flip for me—cheerleader, it shed a tear to me eye

Niggas pressing me for ditching that gang—I don't want that life

[Verse 2: Aiden Everett]

They did a lot for me, and I admit that

But I didn't want to end up in the grave

Like the kid who couldn't, right?

I went back to the trap for like three or four times

If you know, you know—it ain’t easy to drop that flag, right?

'Cause once you do, you ain’t goin' home

Until you prove that you worth something

Like when big homie hands you this gun

Are you really gon' do something?

Is you gon' freeze up? Or is you gon' shoot this?

Niggas like me be doin’ it Eazy like E

Yeah, we ruthless

(N.W.A)

Niggas mad I stopped scamming

I don’t need the money no mo'

I had to drop this card—it was hard

But I learned to live without it

That makes me a real one

Fuck tryna show I'm ’bout it

’Cause I really know if you ’bout it

’Cause I'm really ’bout it, bitch

[Bridge: Aiden Everett]

Oh, he snitched?

We ain’t gon' kill him, we believe in an eye for an eye

We gon' torture his ass

He ain't gon' wanna live after this, bitch

He ain’t gon' get up after what they do to him—like a limp dick

After that, we gon' have his BM go in a circle

This a orgy, she getting rich dick

And she getting all our names tatted on her tits

Rio Takeover—man, I got to take a piss

[Verse 3: kaleb2turntt]

Man, watch out

Move out the way, I gotta take a piss

I just poured a deuce inside my Sprite—it was all Tris

Dummy walked up on me brazy, so his ass caught a fist

Glock with hollow tips, and I'm known not to miss

Emo boy think he a thug, I'll come cut them wrists

But first—now let me forget—to jug him for all his chips

Even take his gold chain and see if I can flip it

Uzi better not be retarded from all them fuckin' whippets

Chick-chick-chickapea with all these fuckin’ chickens

Yes, buddy got blammed for all that fuckin’ bickering

Like the static on the TV, his buddy got to glitchering

Like the Navy SEALs, my bloods get to sending missiles in

Caught a opp—look like Bubble Bass—time to go fishing, man

(BEN!)

Like it was ten for the watch

You could say it is—an expensive clock

So many stones in this bitch, it's basically a big rock

I’ll catch a bozo at the window, and he might just get popped

Like Pac—but all love to Pac

When it come to the rap game, he lowkey one of the pops

Dude got to talkin’, so we got him knocked

At the yellow bar pill

(Hit in his noggin)

Coffined, boxed

Spike bracelet, because I kinda like rock

1600 General—cooking like I am the pot

Hold up, was that dope cooking?

I feel like I'm The Rock

Rock in the pot

Hit em up from the stove

[Outro: kaleb2turntt]

Mess with the mob, and you might just get tied

(Tied) And die

The last motherfucker ran through this bitch

Got his hoodie turned red and white—tie-dye

Futurama guns in this bitch, you might just get fried

Like Carti and The Weeknd

If you get me in that room, I’d rather just lie

Top floor, top floor, boss—we at the highest height

Seeing all that ice on another neck so tempting

Like damn, motherfucker—I just might

Shrooms like Mike, I love to fuckin' bite

I don't really fuck wit pigeons

But I still take flights