[Intro: D-Lo]

Rude boy, nigga

Rude boy, nigga

Ayy

I know the game be shook when they see us

(Them niggas do though)

And that's on citas

I know the game be shook when they see us

Ayy, look

D-Lo

Ayy

[Verse 1: D-Lo]

Thirteen shots in this stock, bitch, I'm James Harden

We just slid in the rental, gotta change cars (Gotta change cars)

She said I make that pussy wet, she had to change draws (She had to change 'em?)

When we was young, me and my niggas fucked the same broads

Now it's bank cards, rubber bands 'round these dead men ('Round these dead men)

He stole the drakey, boy, you know that you a dead man (Yeah)

Mathematically I'm the coldest nigga that do this shit

Don't want my fans to know that I really be out here shootin' shit

Light skinned bitch, man that little booty natural (That little booty natural)

Caught a nigga slippin', started yellin', "Black Lives Matter"

Ayy, I been off this Hen a little too much

My bitch be textin' me trippin' like I don't give two fucks (Nope)

Yesterday I had like ten bands, now I'm like fifty up

I'm a CEO, when it's time to deal I get this chicken up

When it's time to slide, don't be bitchin' up

This 40 got a switch on it, have to put 50 stick on it

[Chorus: Nemz]

I know the game be shook when they see us (Oh)

Bands in my pocket got me tryna lift my Gs up

I spent your whole pay on these sneakers

Give me time, I'ma make 'em all believers

Yeah

They can never block my shine

Like a diamond in the rought, come find

You'll gain if you finna pack me with dollar signs

[Verse 2: D-Lo]

When the funk really go down (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

Who's really ready to ride?

I go yay for the team

I spray for the team, bought hella Glocks and Ks for the team, on God

I know the opps be shook when they see us (When they see us)

I was with my bitch, almost killed a nigga on citas (On citas)

Scary nigga went to jail and found Jesus (What?)

Fresh Glock out the box, Little Caesars

Gone for two years now I'm back like they owe me somethin' (Like they owe me)

They gon' have to show me somethin', forty with like thirty something (Like thirty)

May auntie Nisha, she a gangster, swear to God

Man, I love that bitch to death, excuse my French, man, I'm high

What type a nigga go to jail and wanna pray to the gods? (Pray to the gods)

Kick a high speed, middle finger to cops (Middle finger to cops)

See, I'ma make 'em a believer, nigga, you took that

These two Glocks by my side, I swear to God, they gon' leave you, nigga

[Chorus: Nemz]

I know the game be shook when they see us

Bands in my pocket got me tryna lift my Gs up

I spent your whole pay on these sneakers

Give me time, I'ma make 'em all believers

Yeah

They can never block my shine

Like a diamond in the rought, come find

You'll gain if you finna pack me with dollar signs (Signs)

[Outro: Nemz]

Ohh-ooh

Only if you're gonna pay me, yeah

Ohh-ooh

Only if you're gonna pay me, yeah

Ohh-ooh

Only

Ohh-ooh

Ohh

Ohh-ooh