[Intro: Joey Vantes]

Breaker, breaker one-nine

Haha, yeah

I don't know if they can handle this

I don't know if they can handle it

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Joey Vantes]

You couldn't stop what is destined for us

Keep on shooting, I snatch you up: call me boss

Got the plate in the trunk, now they lookin' for us

Had a spaceship, but I switched to a Ford Taurus

I do not mess 'round with mediocre

I pull up in my bag, I ain't playin' poker

Drink out the glass if it's Coca-Cola

When I'm out in Atlanta, you know we rollin'

Undertaker in the patty wagon

Lethal injection, I bodybag 'em

I been fed up like I really had it

Pat' Mahomes with the cannon, like it was Madden

Get to my spot, ain't nobody guardin'

Run your mouth, I reply like "I beg your pardon?"

Think first 'fore your name tarnish

I'ma cross stepback, James Harden

Act like I came off the bench, dawg

Triple-double, now I see you bent, dawg

I do not ever use Fentanyl

Let it drip off the topic, the space bar

Kosher like Jewish, I can't hold

Shout out my aces in Crenshaw

Showin' my love for the West, y'all

I keep it smooth, but don't test, dawg

[Verse 2: nobigdyl. & Aaron Cole]

Joey, look

The South got something to say (Whew, whew)

I'm from the country like Home on the Range (Home on the Range)

You don't want smoke? Then, don't get in my way (Eee)

They say: "Lil' Dyllie, these rappers want beef!" (Pew-pew-pew)

Don't have a cow, man, it's all in a day (All in a day)

I'm Jimmy Fallon, I work every night

Locked in the studio, been here for days (Been here for days)

Yeah (Been here for days, days, days, hold up)

I left the label, they thought that I'd flop (I did)

Now, they see me on the way to the top

How much a feature? I told 'em a lot (A lot)

Don't need the cash, but you know I'm so passionate

I had to fast a bit, I had to stop ([?])

I caught the lateral, I didn't stop (Yeah, yeah)

State touchdown, God with the block (Look)

[Verse 3: Aaron Cole]

My stats getting bigger and bigger, uh (Bigger)

I shoot the J like I'm Jigga, uh (Jigga)

Y'all steady worry 'bout y'all figure, uh (Y'all figure)

I'm worryin' 'bout gettin' figures, uh

Y'all feelin' yourselves? That's a quick fix (Yeah)

I inspired y'all boys to begin with (To begin)

So please, homie, don't get it twisted (Nah)

'Cause I set the table like picnics, uh (Let's go)

Y'all ain't got heart, I been at 'bout this

Since I was in diapers and I'm 'bout to pipe up like- ooh (Yeah)

Y'all in my way, all like Ray Charles is eyeless (Yeah, yeah)

'Cause I swear that y'all just be blockin' my view (My view)

When y'all gon' stop buying comments and followers

Acting like y'all is the myths to the truth? (Oh my God)

When y'all gon' stop tryna book me for shows

When y'all ain't got the money? Man, y'all just some fools

Give me the play, I'm like ten-four (Ten-four)

I'm leading the game, it's like ten-four (Ten-four)

My favorite scripture? Proverbs 10:4 (10:4)

I sow now, I reapin' like tenfold (Sheesh)

But I can't do this on my own, yeah (Nah)

Need Christ on the daily, fasho (Yeah)

Without Him, my life is too limited, uh

Can't settle for bron', I want gold, look (Ooh)

[Verse 4: Jon Keith]

Ayy

Don't you test the kid

Chosen, don't you question it (Don't you question it)

And you unsure like estimate (Yeah, yeah)

But you should'a knew like Testament (New Testament)

Ayy, pick a lane

But don't pick mine: that's lame (Yeah)

Peace out to the past, I been the same

But I just might snap (Like this), uh, take it to the Endgame

Hold up, been glowin'

Try to diffuse me, I'ma still blow up

Can't get knee-deep, I'ma split waves

Light skin Bruce Lee how I kick game, y'all ain't even wanna play

(Y'all don't wanna play) What's close to me?

I do a verse and a hook, like dos of me (Dos)

Unmatched notebook, Ryan Gosling

I feel way too dope: that's dopamine (Yeah, [?])

Okay, you owe me, go 'head and get me

This automatic, I feel like a semi

I did them shows and I once earned a penny

Now they like "Woah": I feel like Kenny

I feel like this is a brand new beginning

Gave 'em them their souls and picked up them Benji's

Poof, who the uno, dine in like Denny's

Don't pass the sauce, boy, I got plenty, huh (Woo)