[Intro]

Let's go (Here's Johnny)

Gang

Gang

Yeah

Let me talk to you (Big Boss Fabo)

That's it (Just like that)

Huh?

I might just sang on this ho

No, I'm lyin'

Gang

'Bout to give 'em

Gang, gang, gang

[Chorus]

Blue tips in my gun make a fuck nigga bleed

I stay on the block like Joel Embiid

Nah, babe, I ain't fuck her, she just hit her knees

Li Heat the deacon, he preach

I point the FN just like I teach

I keep a K, spelling bee

They tried to cross me out like Kyrie

But like KD, I'ma shoot from the three, gang

[Verse 1]

He don't get in the gang, he ain't having no motion

They don't even throw when hе open

Ayy, I step with the lеft like Ginóbili

Then fade off, I feel like Kobe

Ayy, this ho pourin', got lights on, think she 12

She stay tryna cuff, but I'm dodgin' the jail

Stick put him to bed, know it came with a rail

And you know I got runners like Santa's lil' elves

I said I'm top three, no lottery pick

And I took her back home like I caught a pick-six

He savin' these hoes like he playin' with Nick

They gon' think I'm Siamese how I stay with my stick

Ayy, they gon' think I'm Siamese, my stick my twin

If I miss, know I'm spinnin' back 'round again

These niggas know I'm an artist

I be drawin' up chalk when shots come out the FN, gang

[Chorus]

Blue tips in my gun make a fuck nigga bleed

I stay on the block like Joel Embiid

Nah, babe, I ain't fuck her, she just hit her knees

Li Heat the deacon, he preach

I point the FN just like I teach

I keep a K, spelling bee

They tried to cross me out like Kyrie

But like KD, I'ma shoot from the three, gang

[Verse 2]

When we get on his ass, they gon' dip like Rotel

Like we eatin' lasagna how we dumping these shells

Ayy, he be savin' that money, his chips gettin' stale

That nigga a fool, he ball like JaVale

Ayy, I'm sippin' drank like coffee, I turned to an addict

From the bottom with bugs, we slept on a pallet

Ayy, whole gang smoked an opp, we gon' pull up to Magic

I be throwin' these bullets like I'm Lamar Jackson

And we up on the score, I ain't bussin' or braggin'

Like I'm ridin' with Jugg how I'm tryna spin

Get him killed, pull strings, no violin

Say shawty was basic, turned her to a ten

Say ice cream sandwich, she got a white friend

It's a threesome for Heat, I'm off Perkys again

Convertible Heat, tryna spin me a bin

Rockin' Christian Dior, but I still might sin

[Chorus]

Blue tips in my gun make a fuck nigga bleed

I stay on the block like Joel Embiid

Nah, babe, I ain't fuck her, she just hit her knees

Li Heat the deacon, he preach

I point the FN just like I teach

I keep a K, spelling bee

They tried to cross me out like Kyrie

But like KD, I'ma shoot from the three