Bitch yeah yeah yeah yeah

Hop out the V with the semi automatic (ONG)

Brought a .30, my bitch cheated on me, I almost shot her (oops)

He doesn’t want smoke, that nigga got cancer, I got rejected, I was poppin em pills (fr)

You a bitch, so, you can’t even come 'round my way

I got a stick but it's gon' be okay

Took off his head, I'll put it on display

Fuck all that talking, I ain't got nothing to say

I'm smoking on Tooka, rolling off the E-way

You ugly hoe, I just pop me a Perc, like Iron Man

Makin plays like Madden, cross him up, he need a Bandana

Doin' donuts in the Porsche, I'm in a different bracket

My youngin caught a sentence, he won't ever get a pardon

You broke asf, HAHA, I know you homeless, you in the streets

Thought you was my dawg, but you a rat like Mickey

I can't trust nobody, gotta keep a stick with me

My diamonds dancing, they jiggy

I do it like BabyChief, I’m gettin cake, you at home chillin, you weak like some trash ass WIFI

Don’t fuck with south side, they do you bad, I like my bitch, she pretty, she looks better than your bitch

He gon try to hook up the address on google, but, he dumb, he thought he could pull up on my block where we be posted at

But he don't know we got them chopsticks and we gon send him back

He gon try to flex with all his homies, but we pull up and rob em

I’m scammin niggas like I’m PunchMade Dev, all that trollin gets you killed, I’m a big stepper like Malcolm X, I don’t like you, you do too much

Hop out the V with the semi automatic (ONG)

Brought a .30, my bitch cheated on me, I almost shot her (oops)

He doesn’t want smoke, that nigga got cancer, I got rejected, I was poppin em pills (fr)

You a bitch, so, you can’t even come 'round my way

I got a stick but it's gon' be okay