[Tay Verse 1]

I got 30 shots and plus some more I got a hunnid Glocks

I got drums and sticks can't go nowhere without my fucking blick

He just like to tweet ain’t really bout it he know I got that heat

I think she getting mad starting notice i don’t never fuck

Ice thats on my neck run up a check can you feel that breeze

I’m gone wipe his nose just waiting for his stupid ass to sneeze

I Got a hunnid racks Thats in my pockets look like spoiled cheese

Every time she see me she get wet she can't stay off her knees

I can do a show and get a bag what the fuck you doing

I dont like to talk ain't with the acting so let’s get into it

He said he gone run up Im just waiting pussy boy come do it

Now I’m probably the youngest to get a pack I always fucking move it

[Jay Verse 1]

That nigga talk shit but he ain't tuff

Put the Glock to his mouth that nigga stuck

Glock with A beam turn his ass to dust

Iona think about the past cause now I'm up

Young nigga in his bag like 50 up

Put A bag on his head like 50 something

I see A check I run it up

You say you want smoke not tuff enough

I see she bad I talk my stuff

I see you mad not mad enough

I keep my glizzy you up for what

I remember them days we ain't have enough

Pull up to the stores no tags or what

I see you niggas really mad enough

I see my bitch she bad or what

I see my bag that's cash or what

[Outro]

Gang