[Intro: thr33]

(I will always love you)

Gang

Gang

(Fuck you, nigga!)

Already know what the fuck goin' on, nigga

Me and 'racks in this bitch again

Fuck you talkin' 'bout

Ye-yeah

[Verse 1: thr33]

Top of the morning tryna get up, bitch

Me and 'racks, we havin' them sticks

She want me for bread, she think I'm a trick (On god)

Now be a good dog, and motherfuckin' sit (Like sit)

These bitch ass niggas gon' make me sick

That fake ass gang, you ain't makin' no shit

You ain't trappin' for real, that shit ain't legit

Got banana clip on my gun, make that boy split

And these .223 bullets hit your upper lip (I've never even been to Saks)

(I've never been to–)

(Bitch ass nigga)

You talkin' that hot shit, nigga step behind it

You don't get what I'm sayin', so bitch never mind it

My Glock sing beautiful songs like Justin

Boy better shut the fuck up, who you cussin'?

R-r-run up on gang, better say your goodbyes

Cl-clobber that nigga, like motherfuckin' flies

Snake to his neck, I wasn't really surprised

Tryna get out the hood, it's a trap

But it's a part of me, I ain't tryna leave it

I seen shit, you won't believe it (You won't)

Y-you want a pat on the back 'cause you rappin' 'bout shit you ain't did? Kudos

I-It's just me and twin on the field, if I see him, I'ma pass it to you know (Yes)

[Verse 2: luracks]

He gon' pass it to me

Love my twin, so I'm slidin' with thr33

I'm loose screw when I put on my ski

I'm with sharks, deep under the sea

Dumbass laws think I'm takin' the plea

Sent the pack off to Tennessee

On the side of the scat, it's a bee

Me, thr33, Smoke hop out, SUV

Smoke got more Tecs than referees

OG plug look like Kid Capri

I'm with slimes, keep thinkin' shit sweet

Flying in ‘Cat, 'finna fall out the seat

Calumet block boy, I'm tough as concrete

He don't know it's Gen 5 underneath

Catch his hat, leave him dead on the street

[Verse 3: Smokingskul]

Nigga-nigga tryna get smoked

Make him sign to 1017

These niggas Tnickelss, niggas Dream

I'm in a heli off a Kobe bean (Kobe bean)

I do not fuck with niggas, Charleston

White (What?) (UAV Online)

These niggas really ass, I don't get the hype (I don't get that hype)

Damn

Ki-kick down that door, we is not polite

Yeah (What he say?)

These niggas really hiding to the light

We gon'-we gon' do the U like NCAA

Chop-chop with the leg, they hit a parlay

Hang a-hang a nigga off the roof like Wale

Get a nigga gone like the CIA