[Chorus]

I'ma hit they block and do my Dougie, ugh

Chop hold fifty, but it's ugly, ugh

I don't want to fuck, I just want money, ugh

Bitch get off yo ass, you's a dummy, ugh

How you bangin' on the net? I don't like that

Stop sending death threats, I don't type back

You thuggin' on the block, where your pipe at?

Can't do no leaking, get yo life snatched

[Verse]

How you speakin' on yo mans, I don't feel you

Come my side for once, we tryna kill dude

Ride around town wit' this mildew

Nina ate his face up, that's what these mills do

I be on the freeway, chasin' guapala

Had to sell some packs and I bought a chop today

Free Teezy, he was a shooter, he got locked away

Fuck yo dead homie's, they got boxed away

Gang tats on my ass, but I'm still thuggin'

Got me on probation, but I'm still clutchin'

Give lil' bro a tool, I told him, "Drill something"

Banana clip on it, tryna peel something

456 Trey, I'm on the nine now

You never bought a pole, better pipe down

Same niggas speakin' on me not in sight now

How you never bought a pole? Better pipe down

[Chorus]

I'ma hit they block and do my Dougie, ugh

Chop hold fifty, but it's ugly, ugh

I don't want to fuck, I just want money, ugh

Bitch get off yo ass, you's a dummy, ugh

How you bangin' on the net? I don't like that

Stop sending death threats, I don't type back

You thuggin' on the block, where your pipe at?

Can't do no leaking, get yo life snatched

[Verse 2: Yung Gabe]

I risk it all

[?] on every chop and we gon' set it off

Hunnid proof, all you niggas cut like that fentanyl

Tear 'em, every single nigga wit' me gettin' off

All love out West wit' it, really in the jects wit' it

Free my nigga Quay, real driller, just a real nigga

And better watch what you say, I'm wit' some real killers

7.62, lil' Benny gon' max you out

Thuggin' in that county, if you a sucker you gettin' packed out

[?] got 'K clip, Fat got a hunnid pop

[?] got a 30, Smek' got a 30, that's two-hundred shots

I promise it's gon' be a Royal Rumble when we hit your block

Smack down, bodies droppin' on the black top

[Bridge: Yung Gabe]

I'ma hit your block and do my Dougie, huh

Check trap, run it in, leave all the money up

And I don't wanna fuck I just want money babe

Yeah, I'm really plugged in, I'm goin' money crazy

[Chorus]

I'ma hit they block and do my Dougie, ugh

Chop hold fifty, but it's ugly, ugh

I don't want to fuck, I just want money, ugh

Bitch get off yo ass, you's a dummy, ugh

How you bangin' on the net? I don't like that

Stop sending death threats, I don't type back

You thuggin' on the block, where your pipe at?

Can't do no leaking, get yo life snatched