[Intro]

(This is a Dolan Beats production)

On foe nem, ugh

Come on over here, yuh

"Sosa, Sosa"

Hahahaha, yeah, you ain't top my shit though

Turn up

(This is a Dolan Beats production)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, bang, bang

Bang, bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang

Bang, bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang, haha, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse]

Got his bitch trippin' 'cause she seeing me, thought she was off a trippy stick

Don't know why she sneak dissin' to me, say he got a shrimpy dick

Pull off in that Rari, now they think I'm on some fishy shit

Two year ago, I ain't have no car, I was on that "Come get me' shit"

Two years ago, I ain't have no job, I was on that young drillrin' shit

Posted on the block with the Glock, tryna drill some shit

Don't give no fuck, that thot with the opps, I'ma drill a bitch

And I swear these opps know how I rock, Glo until I be killed

I don't want your bitch, boy, let me see if I can fit her in my schedule

I won't wife a bitch, boy, these bitches be goin' everywhere

I don't care 'bout goin' to jail, they treat me like heaven there

'Fore I let a nigga try to kill me, I'ma send his ass 11 shells