[Verse 1]

You mean to tell me niggas killers 'cause they man's died?

Tryna beef for clout, you ain't a opp, you the ham type

Been ah got one of these niggas touched with my hands tied

If niggas say they be with sharks, that's a damn lie

Got into it with a Xan' last night and lost the damn fight

You know you ain't cut if you ain't steppin' for your mans, right?

You know once you go against the grain, that shit stamped, right?

Flunky nigga getting off rapping his man's life

Internet thugs posing with poles for some damn likes

Motherfuckers tried but we ain't going like a red light

I done took all the meds, I had left to get my head right

Shit don't even make sense, what niggas do for names?

How your shooter shoot his own mans? Find a shooting range

See that shit coming, I give a fuck when niggas moving strange

I don't give a fuck, I ah turn a fake killer to a stain

Lil' niggas saying a lot of nothing, lil' Pootie Tangs

Al that rap cap, fake-ass shooters wouldn't shoot a fade

She a bop, you tryna motivate her like you Louie Ray

Move like it's smoke, we bound to make a nigga move away

It seem like niggas get a blick and start moving laced

R.I.P. Kobe, it ain't no passes, I see through a fake

Staying ten and we stay on go like we don't use the breaks

Re ain't Kanye but he'd show you how to use a Drake

I don't know how niggas tail tuck but move with snakes

I don't know why niggas run they mouth like they can run from bullets

Niggas half steppin', whole time I'm tryna tuck the fully

How the fuck it's smoke if you ain't blow it? Niggas fucking pussy

[Verse 2]

Like how you wanna be an opp but ain't do nothin' to me?

Bro ain't clumsy but he 'bout to trip if niggas bump into me

Really be with pits, the type of niggas you can't fucking bully

Re said he tryna smoke, your man's not no fucking cookie

In a striker with switches, who want a fucking whooping?

Mean mugging mean you wanna get popped, all that fucking looking

Goofy thinking bro was swapping guns 'til he fucking took it

Tryna get off, you'd get offed thinking niggas stupid

Niggas lost we tryna see where niggas getting at for real

Flunkies really put up talking like they really in the field

We be knowin', I don't know why most these niggas capping still

They ain't 'bout it, they only stunting for the internet for real

Niggas all cap and brodie tryna get a hat for real

Stampcamp camping out, ain't shooting at no cribs

Bro tryna smoke somethin' with the chop 'cause he ain't have no SIG

They could have all they money they need, still won't have no sense