[Intro]
(FaatKiid, you goin' crazy on them keys)
Yep
Huh, yeah
Huh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ayy, pull up, Lam)
Huh, bitch
[Verse 1]
How the fuck I get here? Nigga, I'm from Flint
Bro itchin' for a hat, he tryna snatch a nigga brim
Thick shit, hittin' it from the back, I'm tryna snap her leg
Real slatt 'cause right after that I'm tryna clap her friend
[Chorus]
Huh, uptown, downtown, they shot him in the leg
We keep shit in the street, bro, we don't never talk to feds
She want me to grab her hair, bro, I'm gon' pull it off her head
Pull up on me while we out in traffic, you gettin' left
Huh, nigga, if it's smoke, go 'head and get it off your chest
That nigga clean, once Drac' hit him, he gon' be all a mess
Her body that, she pretty in the face, bro, that's a threat
He think that that's his ball, but whole time I'm cool with the ref, yeah
[Verse 2]
What up, Lam? Pull up with the chop, I'm in the Lam'
I'm in Florida lookin' for a side bitch, that's why we in the Yams
I ain't even walked outside today and I already spent a band
I ain't even try to spit no game, she already splittin' legs
How you broke and still walk around like it ain't shit to do?
No, this not the same Hellcat, this a different dude
Got a Bnb, I told her that it got a swimmin' pool
Chop gon' sit him down, it's gon' look like he was sippin' juice
[Chorus]
Huh, uptown, downtown, they shot him in the leg
We keep shit in the street, bro, we don't never talk to feds
She want me to grab her hair, bro, I'm gon' pull it off her head
Pull up on me while we out in traffic, you gettin' left
Huh, nigga, if it's smoke, go 'head and get it off your chest
That nigga clean, once Drac' hit him, he gon' be all a mess
Her body that, she pretty in the face, bro, that's a threat
He think that that's his ball, but whole time I'm cool with the ref, yeah
[Verse 3]
Huh, that side route, we goin' that way
I can tell you 'bout the scam story or the trap days
He say he caught a hat, but it's cap, so his hat fake
Knew her shit was fat, she made it clap, but her back stayed
Like, straight ass, back didn't move
I done smacked stoves and cars and bitches too
Got her sayin', "Ooh," she done seen the stars in the roof
When you turnt for real, nigga, you can charge for— come on
When you turnt for real, nigga, you can charge for what you do
Fine shit in the section, bro, I got some Barbies in the booth
APs and Rolexes, man, who brought the Carti' in the room?
Glocky ambidextrous, flick it left and right and it's gon' shoot
[Chorus]
Huh, uptown, downtown, they shot him in the leg
We keep shit in the street, bro, we don't never talk to feds
She want me to grab her hair, bro, I'm gon' pull it off her head
Pull up on me while we out in traffic, you gettin' left
Huh, nigga, if it's smoke, go 'head and get it off your chest
That nigga clean, once Drac' hit him, he gon' be all a mess
Her body that, she pretty in the face, bro, that's a threat
He think that that's his ball, but whole time I'm cool with the ref