Released on June 22, 2026

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[Intro]

(Jack, you cookin')


[Verse 1]

Gotta get it on my own, never waitin’ on another man

Uh, niggas sweet, I'on want no problems, I just want the rubber band

I can't go out young, so I got my gun in hand

Uh, and I made a pack off of rappin’, I also made it off a hunnid grams


[Chorus]

And they tryna use me now

I beat case after case after case, the government wan' shoot me down

I smartened up, they can't abuse me now

Bae, I need you to cool me down

When I'm hot and I'm ready to catch a bucket, you could fuse me down and tell me you don't wanna lose me now

I need all of my brothers out

I don't really see no other route

Gotta gеt my nana a house, nigga, ain't no doubt, my love nevеr runnin’ out

Bandman, always backin’ them hunnids out

I'm a savage, you better not run your mouth

6ixers in the back with knockas tucked, if you run up, your luck is out, yeah-yeah


[Verse 2]

I guess everything on us now, I want Plain Jane’s, fuck a bust down

I been workin' 'til the sun up, birds land, we gon' let it touch down

I don’t really know who to trust now, niggas wanna see a nigga gunned down

But before I go out like a sucker I bet you this rapper nigga bust rounds

But, all I want is your love

I don't really get into the short stuff

But I'm lettin' you know that anytime that I'm the nigga you could call up

NYPD on dick tryna torch us

'Cause the nigga got too much aura

Troopers heavy on yellin' out "Sauce, sauce, sauce" so get it in order


[Chorus]

And they tryna use me now

I beat case after case after case, the government wan' shoot me down

I smartened up, they can't abuse me now

Bae, I need you to cool me down

When I'm hot and I'm ready to catch a bucket, you could fuse me down and tell me you don't wanna lose me now

I need all of my brothers out

I don't really see no other route

Gotta get my nana a house, nigga, ain't no doubt, my love never runnin' out

Bandman, always backin' them hunnids out

I'm a savage, you better not run your mouth

6ixers in the back with knockas tucked, if you run up, your luck is out, yeah-yeah