[Intro: Brotherkupa & K1llbrady]

But I was thinking like, we change up the swag

Like, we just (Wassup, boy?), tap in

Then I just do the ad-libs but like some crazy shit

I don’t know what you thinking about

But I think we can make sure it be crazy

You get it bro? Yeah

Let’s do it, let’s do it

Let’s do it, let’s do it

Send the beat and don’t worry about it

And then you get to do the ad-libs, yeah

[Verse 1: K1llbrady & Brotherkupa]

Prr, bitches filled up the crib, we got plenty more

Too much hits in the bag I got plenty more

We could place by the opp and play miny moe (Place by the opps)

That’s why we gon let it go

She fell so outta place ain’t no where to go

A-R came with binaries still pistol too

Got up nigga’s still wanna go toe to toe

Got my dawg just came back and we toasting up

We ain’t started lil nigga, we warming up

We got bands, we could fill up your dinning room

Making more than my teacher so fuck school

In the hood and I’m really just posted up

Twin sip lean and he really not coughing up

If you ride with your strap nigga tort it up (Brr)

Better put that shit down you ain’t shooting none (Yeah)

And I know for a fact, you ain’t shooting us (Ooh-ooh)

These niggas claim that they tough and all

These niggas lame they not tough at all

Godamn, I guess they believe in me

Thanking God 'cause I’m standing on both feet (Ah, aw-ah)

Pray to God I can’t end up like TND (Yeah)

I can’t pick up my phone I’m on DND (I'm on DND)

If it’s not about money don’t call me

Getting money so I’m never lonely

With your hoe and she dirted the BNB (She dirted the BNB)

Niggas can’t walk in my shoes

You niggas can’t even try walk in my socks

[Refrain: K1llbrady & Brotherkupa]

Uh-uh, what?

Let’s go (You don’t)

[Verse 2: K1llbrady & Brotherkupa]

They keep hating because they really under me

When it rains big bro crying down me

Momma crying cause she really proud of me

Prada my socks boy we don’t box (Uh-uh)

Runner get shot, we make the birds fly

Off the D block (Yeah)

GMG bitch we so fly we in flocks

I’m a young legend I always evolve

Did it alone so I need an applause

This bitch tryna take my heart (Ooh)

Where were you at when I was crying alone

Rap game ain’t nothing I run it in flops (Ah, aw-ah)

So many rappers that had to go flop

I keep it going bitch I wouldn’t stop

These niggas want me to flop

They be the same niggas want me to drop, huh

We talk real numbers they ain’t got nun to show

We speak with numbers then they stay on the low

No we won’t sink I’m the cap of the boat

Rich of a pyrex, Virgil Abloh

Model bitch said she gon' fuck me on blow

Bando, getting coke filled it with snow

No we won’t sink, I’m the cap of the boat

Speaking the truth so I feel like the pope

Under the sun bitch, I’m really just glowing

Extending the mag 'cause I'm kupa reloaded

Dashed boutta hunned K under the sofa

VSOP cup don’t sit on no coaster

Rest in peace to Brown Dash

Rest in peace Ricky

Damn, my stake meduim rare I ain’t picky

Spill my codiene on my YSL stitching

Spilling my knowledge you nigga’s can feel it

Tell that bitch to give me some knowledge

I need some time to rethink, yeah

Don’t hype it up if it’s too lame,yeah

That shit is probably a sin

Yeah (Ooh)