[Intro: PDE Escobar]

Yeah, nigga, whole lot of murder shit

Slaughter Gang, PDE

That boy Cassius

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: SG Tip]

I speak nothing but real street gospel music

I ain't know how to trap 'til I put my mind to it

You a sucker for some love and you really blind to it

Hundred fifty in some dubs, hit the trap and run through it

Goddamn, my life so crazy, only 20, having babies

Chasing money, I don't get lazy

I fucked your friend, you tried to play me

I was only 13, pullin' kick doors

I ain't never go to school, I was fuckin' hoes

Be quiet, stick to the G code

[Verse 1: SG Tip]

They put me up in beast mode

I shoot you like a free throw

Your baby mom a freak ho

She suck it 'til her teeth swole

She like to swallow and she deep throat

You a fool if you kiss her

You touch my chain, I bet I blitz you

It's so big, it's like a missile

I hit my target, I never miss her

I'm on the block selling big rocks

This a new .33, AKA big Glock

I ain't with the Twitter beef, you get your shit popped

This chain came from Avianne, doin' a Milly Rock

I put the dope in my nuts 'cause these Givenchy socks

I'm on your brain 'til it bust, real OG smellin' like some must

Her face a ten, her ass a plus

These stankin' hoes, I cannot trust (Hell nah)

[Chorus: SG Tip]

I speak nothing but real street gospel music

I ain't know how to trap 'til I put my mind to it

You a sucker for some love and you really blind to it

Hundred fifty in some dubs, hit the trap and run through it

Goddamn, my life so crazy, only 20, having babies

Chasing money, I don't get lazy

I fucked your friend, you tried to play me

I was only 13, pullin' kick doors

I ain't never go to school, I was fuckin' hoes

Be quiet, stick to the G code

[Verse 2: PDE Escobar]

You know we solid, nigga, yeah

You know how the game go, uh

Step 'bout a big bankroll, uh

Yeah, designer my clothes, ooh

I dip through traffic, yeah

Nigga, I'm in a 4Matic, yeah

These niggas don't want no static, uh

Pull up and let a nigga have it, oh

Ooh, I never had shit so I'ma flex every time I get it, yeah

A nigga cough on a brick, yeah

Finesse a nigga with a dummy brick

Ooh, I'm rockin' with the bands, yeah

The bands hold down my pants, yeah

Sipping fours of the kickstand, I hope a young nigga don't crash

If a nigga fuck around, then he blast, uh, uh

With a ski mask, yeah

Left out the bank with a hundred cash

Goyard bag filled with these bands

Bitch, I told you that I'm the man

Walk 'round with a fifty in my pants

And you know my niggas' diamonds dancing

Uh, Kodak flex, yeah

[Chorus: SG Tip]

I speak nothing but real street gospel music

I ain't know how to trap 'til I put my mind to it

You a sucker for some love and you really blind to it

Hundred fifty in some dubs, hit the trap and run through it

Goddamn, my life so crazy, only 20, having babies

Chasing money, I don't get lazy

I fucked your friend, you tried to play me

I was only 13, pullin' kick doors

I ain't never go to school, I was fuckin' hoes

Be quiet, stick to the G code