[Chorus: Lil Squeaky]

Cash, money, drugs, bullets all up in my mind

I'm a damn drug trapper, shoot you through the line

I'm a lone wolf, nigga, I will never trust ya

Dropping bodies, fall harder than a damn blockbuster

I'm not okay bitch, you know that I'm insane

Every single day, got murder on my brain

Why? If you try to snitch, then you know I've been a buster

Make your body fall hard, and then I'm back, buster

[Verse 1: Lil Squeaky]

Gone are the days where we sit around and play

This a war zone, bitch, get the fuck out of my way

This extendo with my hands up, finna take it to my grave

I will wipe you off the earth if you play with me

Class 40's in the A, I'm 15

Pull a trigger on everything, insidе my ring, a part of me

Scoutin' me, but all thesе bitches think it's fuckin' child's play

If they never had a man, I'm shootin' more than archery

I shoot everybody down, but that body still sharp

Sharp, up around my butt, put that safety in your mouth

Get down, brothers, fire

Drop them niggas to the ground

That's the sound of fuckin' bullets

You ain't bout to stick around

That's what happen when the opps try to pull up to my block

Call up Lil Mosquito, he gon' get your ass shot

Y'all ain't been in a country where they live if you try to talk

Y'all ain't seen the fists out, I ain't nobody, tell you what

So the moral of the story, don't fuck with me

If you don't agree, you gon' get fucked you see

So don't pull up to me, just keep your distance, G

Cause if you run up to my base, I'll pop the clip up in your face

[Chorus: Lil Squeaky]

Cash, money, drugs, bullets all up in my mind

I'm a damn drug trapper, shoot you through the line

I'm a lone wolf, nigga, I will never trust ya

Dropping bodies, fall harder than a damn blockbuster

I'm not okay bitch, you know that I'm insane

Every single day, got murder on my brain

Why? If you try to snitch, then you know I've been a buster

Make your body fall hard, and then I'm back, buster

[Verse 2: Young Seagull]

Trappers gettin' lazy, pull up as they daydream

If they wanna run a fade, turn them into pastries

Blessings on my mind, not the type to be negative

Came through Boston, LA, Lincoln be negative

Ayy! Cincinnati, we the hardest to get tore up

Stay in your lane, hold your fire, rob your storefronts

Make a new classic on the top, can't afford it much

Take everything you got, load it on a four-wheel truck

Your power be monochrome, put you in the catacombs

3.7 watt engines, rippin' part of chromosomes

Fuck these tacky rappers, out here like Gardner

Already offbeat like I disregard the metronome

ABT tactics out here throwin' hands

Miss takin' blood when I'm sketchin' out my plans

Comin' in hot and I'm takin' down your hit points

Sellin' BCP analogs for bitcoins

[Chorus: Lil Squeaky]

Cash, money, drugs, bullets all up in my mind

I'm a damn drug trapper, shoot you through the line

I'm a lone wolf, nigga, I will never trust ya

Dropping bodies, fall harder than a damn blockbuster

I'm not okay bitch, you know that I'm insane

Every single day, got murder on my brain

Why? If you try to snitch, then you know I've been a buster

Make your body fall hard, and then I'm back, buster