[Intro]

Based1 got them bands, ho

[Chorus: Steele 11]

You know they been knowing us, so why you hit me up? (Bop)

My gang, we be gettin' money, ballin' like the Bu-Bu-Bucks

I remember you ain't show no lo-lo-love

She belong to the streets (Nah), that bitch a dub

Walk with us, really walkin' with them poles, we be serving in the cold, in my room, self loathing (Yeah, yeah)

Better hope that I ain't never miss (Miss)

Mix the Sprite with the Tec, you wanna slide? That's a bet

[Verse 1: Steele 11]

It's a Murakami (Murakami)

With the [?]

I'm a Florida boy (Florida boy)

We be in the states (In the states)

She said that I switched up, I ain't even changed (Changed)

Lil' shorty, back up, stay up in your lane (Blat)

[Chorus: Steele 11]

You know they been knowing us, so why you hit me up? (Bop)

My gang, we be gettin' money, ballin' like the Bu-Bu-Bucks

I remember you ain't show no lo-lo-love

She belong to the streets (Nah), that bitch a dub

You know they been knowing us, so why you hit me up? (Bop)

My gang we gettin' money, balling like the Bu-Bu-Bucks

I remember you, ain't show no lo-lo-love

She belong to the streets (Nah), that bitch a dub

[Verse 2: VTP Rossa]

[It ain't even?] deep, I know you overreacting

I been doin' me, they be focused on the capping

Addicted to this lifestyle, lights, cameras, and the action

They try to do me dirty, I leave 'em in the past tense

They said that I'd be nappin', looks like I'm the one laughin'

I make my own decisions, in my life, I'm the captain

She wanna make a movie, directed like I'm Ashton

I'll just save you to myself, there's no need for all the acting

She claim she a freak, well then baby, get it poppin'

I don't do relationships, there's no way that's an option

Two cups in my system, one hand, on some Randy Moss shit

Crowd be goin' crazy when I jump into the moshpit

C-caught up in the spotlight, she think I be saucin'

I went M.I.A. last year, they thought that I had lost it

When she saw I dropped out, my mama said I'm not shit

But now I'm on my way to making more than my old bosses

[Chorus: Steele 11]

You know they been knowing us, so why you hit me up? (Bop)

M-my gang, we gettin' money, balling like the Bu-Bu-Bucks

I remember you, ain't show no lo-lo-love

She belong to the streets (Nah), that bitch a dub

Walk with us, really walkin' with them poles, we be serving in the cold, in my room, self loathing (Yeah, yeah)

Better hope that I never miss (Miss)

Mix the Sprite with the Tec, you wanna slide? That's a bet (Bet)