[Verse 1: YBillz]

All these niggas been linkin' for safety, worda my dead, we been givin' the belt

Go ask the opps, they know that we gettin' active, on bro, we been givin' 'em hell

Go up the street, tryna show 'em how I ride, niggas know who been top of the shelf

Walk in they pz, throw me a couple of shots, get low, niggas know we had dealt (Worda my dead)

Worda bro, like, them niggas know I'm a GOAT

Lay Vic totin' passy, told him "Pass the ball", if a nigga run up, he goin' to the lord, baow, baow

JacksonK, them niggas keep on dissin', like, we was lightin' they block tryna flick it

On they side tryna show 'em who glitchin', Cino a cop, boy, he goin' missin'

Why they mentionin' mе like I'm not on court? Ask about, I'm 'ootin' for the team

If you wanna bе me, gotta lace up your cleats and get right in the field, I'm fussy with the G

I'm tired of these new niggas suckin' dick, 'cause none of these new niggas ain't do shit

Like, ask around, nigga, we got hits, like, last ask around, we be makin' shit lit

On that block, I'm tryna make sure he drop, we on the F tryna run in they block

Catch lil' Fro, bro put him in a box, niggas cappin' and rappin' sumn that they not

On Drew, I'm tryna flick on a 'Wokk, Damo dead, they put him in the sky

Worda my dead, niggas got me on hots, I told bro I'ma flick, I don't care about cops

Like, like, the fuck out my ear, I'm 'boutta blow off the wrong niggas there

Big G-lock, shit ready to flare, tryna go near the opps and just work on my stance

Baow, in the bike tryna troop everywhere, from the East to the West, niggas seen me and ran

Like, worda bro, niggas lucky it jammed, coulda made us a pack but lil' T Cardi ran

[Verse 2: Baby Glo & YBillz]

Oh, they wanna troll me? Better ask how we get when we bend

Creep through the Have two deep with my friend, if I see me a Torch, ain't no passin' again

A lotta my niggas, we smokin' on Benz, ain't gon' lie, it ain't no name to pretend

Might spin with a Ape, might spin with a Makk, if I call up the 6, he get wavy with Jack

Backblocks or the front, he could get left, after that scene, I told bro "Who next?"

And we givin' the belt every chase that we get, me and YB had to suit up and bend

Niggas testin' our rank like we ain't never spend, worda my dead, niggas duck when we send

Threw a couple shots tryna send 'em to Glen, Curry, that nigga chat and he know

He coulda died when the bros seen him low, after that, niggas done threw on they bro

Niggas lucky they ran, coulda been with no pole, when we bend through the JAG, I tell Money to throw

Niggas ran so much, I don't know why they troll, lil' Kah, he needa stop tryna diss

'Cause I bet when he see me, I'm wavin' my stick, tell 'em 8oh niggas "Get off my dick"

Had to show 'em my stance and get wavy with fist, worda bro, I had to show 'em I click

If I call up my Ootz, I know they gon' spin, on 43rd, we had 'em duckin' they wig

Back of the bike, had to change up the fit

Like, worda bro, niggas know I'm legit

Spin with the Apey tryna throw more than six, told Alby, we gotta suit up and flick, baow, baow

I'm on they side, like, I'm tryna tote on a rock

Spin through that block and I up it and flock, if I see me a opp, he get hit in his top

Throw up the Jet, throw it back, niggas drop, bitch, I'm the 'Wokk, I'm flickin' for the guys

Better ask about me, had to go down the block, was itchin', tryna make somebody drop

Jayroy, walked in the building, got shot, die 8, all of them niggas on cock

Rady, smacked with the back of the chop, Mo Bandos, he macked the whip on that block