[Verse 1: kuru]

Bitch, I'm in the stu', poured up, we too lit, yeah

My brodie post up on a tee, he got five bitches

I walk 'round when it stop, we gon' give him stitches

I walk 'round, I'm with Zi, we gon'—

I walk 'round, I'm with Zi, we takin that Lyft

I don't fuck with none these boys, my shooter finna lift 'em

My brodie need a band, that's bet, okay, I'm finna gift him

I don't talk to none these boys, all my sons, ha

I don't talk to none these boys, think I'm one

I'm with Dorian, I'm geeked as fuck until I see the sun, huh

She just want me, I'm ain't tryna call her hun

Bitch, I'm closed, I can't rock with none these hoes

I'm with Dorian and Zion, we can catch him in the store

I'm with [?] in the trap

[?] thе store

I'm with OC, I'm with carna, we just hit the cart and go

Likе, I cannot rock with a Subi, that's an old whip

Took his cash, got them racks, he ain't even notice

I can't rock with this [Raf?], but you already know this

Think I'm losing focus, pop an Addy, now I'm focused

I'm always just running shit, I'm feelin' like the POTUS

My neighbor had a racist dog and his name was Otis

I need a racky for that feat' and if you cap, you bogus

I make my bands reappear like its hocus-pocus

[Verse 2: carna007]

Fuck a top ten, top five, top two, we number one

Bitch, I'm posted in the field like it's Top Gun

You can wave that shit around, you ain't gon' shoot nun' (Shoot nun')

Talkin' crazy, tell me I might shoot sum', huh

You ain't talkin' money, go and kick the boot, bum

Why you got my name up in your mouth just like a chew gum

Pop a X right to the face, I need to lose some

Take another blunt to the face, I think too much

Stand on top of business, take one and now I'm winning

I'm off that shit, I'm spinning

I'm making swag, I'm pioneering

Stand on-stand on top of business, take one and now I'm winning

I'm off that shit, I'm spinning

I'm making swag, I'm pioneering

I'm a top floor boss, I destroy, bitch I'm not lonely

Yo' bitch all up on me and she hit me, why she love me?

I've been movin' undercover, man, I gotta keep it lowkey, yeah

Bitch, I'm on the net, posted, that's why they know me

[Verse 3: FearDorian]

She told me she love me, she don't even know me

I was in the back, you ain't even notice

How I'm in my bag and you ain't—? (You ain't even)

How I'm in my bag and you ain't even focus?

She know where I'm at, but don't know where I'm going

You don't want problems, [?]

[?] like a cheetah

I broke in the game like a cheater

In the club throwing bands like a free throw

That's your girl, she's a freak

Walk up in the store and get everything for free

It's so nice being me

[?]

[?]

[Verse 4: zion]

And I'm riding in your city, turn up

And I can't fuck with your bitch, huh, cause she a bum

Yeah, I walk up in the function, I don't got no gun

But, we got hella ARPs, man, that shit look like won

I got red nigga, I got red nigga

Twin Glocks, Peter and the Pan, nigga, and the Pan

Talkin' that shit, boy, you a fan, nigga, you a fan

[?] the pack, don't do no grams, nigga do no grams nigga

I can't hang with ya

Walk down with the choppa, yeah it got a switch

AK-47, like a Beyblade, let it rip

He was talking all that shit, how he end up in that ditch

Broke ass nigga stay in Motel 6, while we up in that rich

In that 24, I'm from the 301

Bitch, I can't go nowhere without my fucking gun