[Intro]

(Getta Beats)

[Verse]

I done lost count how many times they done counted me out

So many horses in the whip, I'm like, 'Howdy, we out'

He ain't even worth a ten, dudie bounty a thou'

Bitch, I got a sweet tooth, I'm rollin' up brownies and stouts

The way I ball, fuck around, surround me with some scouts

The way I ball, how the fuck I ain't go D1?

Tell her find a dick, open up the fridge and eat one

Everyone feel safe on they block until them creeps come

Ain't nobody tryna play it safe, we outside, boy

What I'm rollin' up louder than a outside voice

Tryna claim the hood, but he from right outside Troy

Had to take the switch from neph, that's a outside toy

Even if it ain't a blog, them boys down five points

What I stuffed in a loose leaf about five joints

Why you tryna play? You be done 'bout died, boy

If I told you 'bout your bae, you be done 'bout cried, boy

Two-seventy-five, ninety-four, seventy-five

I done made a hundred off them three 'bout seventy times

Every badge maxed out, I guess I'm a demigod

Totin' two- six, servin' bills, guess I'm Le'Veon

I ain't eat with you at lunch, unless your name was Kevion

Talkin' 'bout he gon' kill us, like, what type of Fent' he on

Overdid the shrooms, everything square pentagons

You used to tell mom, but now you tell the cops

Heard they caught him with the dog, he should've stuck to sellin' Za'

Shotta hit all eight shots, he far from a cheddar bomb

I don't care if he toss a lil' rock, send a bomb, I'mma send the mob

It's a prop what I tell the cops

Three words when we touch down, "Set up shop"

If she get incentivised, fuck around, press the bop

Boy, the spot got more food in it than a restaurant

G6, I'm finna transform like a Decepticon

Know the bitch face, but her name, can't remember it

He ainʼt got a bone in his back, doggy tenderin'

Camouflage chrome heart like I'm eatin' venison

Camouflage TRX, lookin' like a veteran

Long live the gang

Long live the gang, Tris pops for they remembrance

I'll let 'em have the whole clip, shit, I'm generous

Tell yo' bitch duck and turn her bob, Ellen DeGeneres

Morocco China better treat me like the president

He ain't the main character, his middle name, irrelevant

Shit, I'm probably somewhere out of town you never went

Handin' the clerk an amount you ain't never spent

He ain't ever sent to blitz, he assistant coach

If I can't get no head, bitch, what you my assistant for?

Ballin' brodie choppa with the kick, I'm assistin' G.O.A.T

Already took Earth over, bitch, it's a Militia globe

A hunnid blunts, it ain't no way we don't get fee'd for smokin'

We gon' make it very hard to sleep and put the Reaper on 'em

Guarantee I make her hit her knees off of a wink emoji

$hittyBoyz, toilet got a forty-inch TV on it

What, his ears don't work 'cause the CCs on him?

Fans act crazy in my DMs when the CD loadin'

Game point, fuck around and hit the GG on him

Can't believe you trust that lil' ho, she be pee-pee blowin'

Final form when I'm nowhere near my last phase

I just think about the old times on my bad days

Huh, high as hell, just be reminiscin'

I had a pocket full of lit, so I'ma spend some chicken

It's only right I act a fool

I wish I would've brought a snorkel, that bitch had a pool

Don't let us catch you countin' sheep, I'm with a pack of wolves

[Outro]

Aye, yeah, ShittyBoyz, Dogshit Militia

Mmm, aye

Aye, aye, aye

Bitch, shh