[Part I]

[Verse]

Young nigga walk down gang

Smokin' on dank, tryna feel that strain

Bad ass bitch wanna fuck off the molly

Bitch so bad, nigga, she so pain

Broke ass jit, go and take that trolley

Walkin' 'em down, slatt dead in the rain

Beat so fire, nigga, pass that 'olly

Bitch, I'm real young slime in the paint

Slatt finna boot up, bitch, off molly

We finna press that boy, hydraulic

Hit that woah, nigga, somethin' like molly

Ark, you high? Oh shit, nigga, prolly

Fuck, want me to dive up in that water

Want me to dive up in that cat

Run that slime down, jit from Florida

Sweep that block, tryna smoke that pack

Hold up, nigga, switch that block

Count my figures, spray that Glock

Walk them down for that plot

Give me my crown, bitch, on God

Nigga tryna play, get switched up

Jit I'm goin' against no match up

Bitch tryna fuck a young nigga, finna pass up

Slime that block, double back, get clapped up

I'm at the top floor roof of the mansion

Ho said, "Ark, why the fuck you got pants on?"

Slatt too slow, nigga, jit better catch up

Jit wanna talk, lil' slime get smacked up

Flash on thе Glock, get lil' slime flicked up

Jit likе a Beyblade, bitch, get ripped up

Yeah, bad ass bitch, she a treesha

Swang through the forest on the vines like Caesar

Mexican ho tryna take my visa

I'm in a two-door splack with my blicky up

Nigga wanna talk down, jit better re-up

Nigga wanna talk down, .40 get you beat up

Slide on that block, Michael Myers, I creep up

Nigga wanna swang that 9, get pieced up

Rat ass jit, better cop that plea up

All that talkin', now a nigga don't speak up

Gen5 take a picture, Mona Lisa

I'm in the streets, always keep my blicky tucked

Bad-ass bitch eat dick like pizza

Chill ass nigga, just tryna chief up

[Part II]

[Verse]

Young nigga get packed up, oh yeah

Ridin' in a black truck, oh yeah

Yeah, I'm finna crack her, oh yeah

I ain't finna cuff her, oh nah

Why you so butthurt? Oh yeah

This ho a big flirt, oh nah

Ridin' with the chopper, oh yeah

My mind's gettin' darker, oh yeah

I'm a real-deal trapper, oh yeah

Glock 40 get 'em blicked up, oh nah

Finna blow a nigga head off, oh yeah

I don't fuck with no crackers, oh yeah

We'll get a nigga whacked up, oh yeah

Kill a opp, get 'em cropped out, oh yeah

Knock 'em off with a big strap, oh yeah

I'm a young nigga slidin' for the bros, oh yeah

Seen a dumb-ass opp, finna blow, oh yeah

Got a Glock with a flash, let it glow, oh yeah

Heavy metal, Elsa, let it blow, oh yeah, yeah

Bitch wanna play around with my heart

Yeah, I keep the iron on my hip like Stark

I ain't tryna argue, bitch, don't start

Why the fuck my mind so goddamn dark?

[Chorus]

Shorty put a hole in his head like a donut

Booted with the Glock, get sent into a coma

Bitch, I'm in a Hellcat, you in Daytona

Said I won't blow up, jit, I'ma show you

Shorty put a hole in his head like a donut

Booted with the Glock, get sent into a coma

Bitch, I'm in a Hellcat, you in Daytona

Said I won't blow up, jit, I'ma show you