[Intro]

(I ain't gon' lie, you tripped on this bitch, Jay)

Yeah

What up, Jay?

Striker Gang, Striker Boys, all that shit, Walkdown Gang, huh

[Verse]

Jay, we finna do one of them quick ones again

Put the cup inside the fridge, might wanna sip somethin' again

Forty thousand on me, it's a brick up in my pants

Finna fly a bitch out and tell her, "Hit me when you land"

This a cream-soda pop, but this a different color

ARP got a switch too, but it's a different stutter

Each jacket was thirty-five, I got different puffers

We can fuck the bed up, bitch, I got different covers

This car used to be a red color, I'm finna paint it mustard

Bought her somethin', then hit thе bitch, you really paid to fuck her

Keep the chops all in onе spot, I really hate the clutter

Hit his top before the light turn red, I really hate the buzzer

It's six chops, it's me and Jay, so that's three a piece

Oh, you don't know how to slide your Hellcat? Then let me see your keys

Smoked all my weed, was finna say, "Let me hit your breeze"

I know that shit serious if brodie say, "Let me see your ski"

He know I don't let nobody wear my shit

Snatch a nigga whip like, "Let me see if you was takin' care of your shit"

Swap man love me, I think I should start a membership

Knew you was a bitch, when shit went down, you don't remember shit

Can't nobody trick me out this shit, bro, I'm built for this

Actin' sick so I can get a pint, I wrote a script for this

Don't care 'bout shit when it come to pape', I'll ho a bitch for this

Told my nigga stop sippin' drank, bro, I'm a hypocrite

Get on a nigga ass, then pop out the same day

Russian full-body in my bag, bro, that's the same K

Nonchalant, arguin' with my bitch, I got the same face

Fuck Stewart, we call that bitch the Brennan, bro, that's the same place

It's a baby K, but the bullets shoot the same

Pendant heavy, thought them niggas bulletproofed the chain

Doin' donuts in the rain, double dutchin', me and Jay

Got a misdemeanor, man, it feel like I just beat the case

Texas was a punching bag, I used to beat that state

Your bitch went oh and ten, I used to beat her face

I got a girl and had to chill, I used to sleep with Drac'

I had to cover up my plate, I used to keep some tape