[Verse 1: Bozo]

Going ham on these tracks, trying to get to the bag

I'm a get it til I'm finished, you ain't gotta even ask

Hate to brag on you homie, but I run this thang

See me hanging out the coupe, with a mask and a mac

I don't fear shit but god in this rap

See I woke up in the morning with this blood on my hands

Understand I'm a kill it, fuck having feelings

Everything I have right now, had to steal it

Do you feel it?

Chasing dreams, on the grind

You can ask about it, yeah I took that time

Yeah we still pop nines, elegant with these rhymes

I'm don Corleone, New Pick on my spine

Took shots for my dog, took lies for my pride

When I leave home shе still passing me the iron

Boy stop lying you ain't press no linеs

Hiding who you are with them fake ass rhymes

[Chorus]

I don't mean to brag

But I'm getting in this bag

My bitch got a ass

And I'm really from a gang

I don't mean brag

But I'm blessed with a swag

Cum on her face, fuck a rag

I don't mean to brag

I-don-I-don't mean to brag

I don't mean to brag

[Verse 2: Robbs]

Live by code, die for nothing never fold

Death before dishonor, on my momma never told

Man my blocks hot, but these streets stay cold

Walking talking, gotta stay cold hearted, case closed

Family is everything, loyalty is Royal

Ponder with king and I'm bound for my soil

Killa California where them guns go boom

Got it on my own, from the womb to the tomb

Self made thugga, yeah natural born hustler

Never gave a fuck about a bitch or a buster

Yeah we sucka free, baby don't waste my time

Got it out the mud, it's the way of my kind

Made my own choice long ago as youngin

Baby I'm a ride til I die, I'll be thuggin

Dog I stay militant, on the watch vigilant

Kill or be killed in the field, never the innocent

[Chorus]

I don't mean to brag

But I'm getting in this bag

My bitch got a ass

And I'm really from a gang

I don't mean brag

But I'm blessed with a swag

Cum on her face, fuck a rag

I don't mean to brag

I-don-I-don't mean to brag

I don't mean to brag