[Intro]

Yeah, woah

Yeah, woah (Boom-boom-boom)

[Chorus]

Walk in that bitch with my brothers

We hangin' around with them cutters

And, no, I do not want her, I'll dub her

I walk in in that new Undercover

Had to cut a bitch off, no, I do not trust her

Might get a gold chain, shit look like mustard

[Verse 1]

Niggas be peons, they stealing the wave

Hated on me 'cause I been getting paid

We don't duck smoke, nigga, we runnin' fades

Niggas love actin' two-faced

Nigga wan' talk that shit, wait

Dispensary gas, this not laced

My shooters never gon' leave no trace

Got a new mask up on my face

Yeah, I don't talk, no, I move silеnt

Diamonds in my ear, they shinin'

I'm royalty, bitch, Your Highness

Niggas lovе to betray my kindness

So I stopped that shit

Made a lil' band in an hour, real quick

Goin' too hard, nigga, I can't quit

Gotta make one call then we with them shits, bah

I don't want her, I just want her friend

Got some sins that I need to repent

Smokin' gas, know it's heard what I said

Ain't no going back, this is the end

Got a Glock and that shit got a twin

Run up on gang and them bullets gon' send

Got too much anger, that shit really pent up, uh

[Bridge]

Oh

Oh

Oh

Oh

[Verse 2]

I wake up and I'm blessed every day

Gotta distance myself from the fakes

I've been running from twelve and the jakes

Niggas hatin', not on the same page

Breakin' out of my limits, my cage

I remember them dark ass days

Now I'm rockin' out all on stage

Know I'm rockin' that Rick while you can't throw fits

Throw on my mask, we gon' hit that lick

Get off my dick, always wanna talk shit

Niggas don't wanna try, but they wanna come play

Nigga toting that AR, that real gun play

Put water on my neck, that shit feng shui

If you really 'bout this shit, nigga, slide my way

I know shooters that's gon' up the stick broad day, yeah

You wan' talk me like I'm not a hot fuckin' topic, bitch

I'm hot as the fuckin' tropics, bitch

Get on that beat, I'ma talk my shit, the fuck is this?

They mad at me, I seen some friends turn to enemies

You cannot fuck with my energy

I'm moving slow off that Hennessy, oh

[Chorus]

Walk in that bitch with my brothers

We hangin' around with them cutters

And, no, I do not want her, I'll dub her

I walk in in that new Undercover

Had to cut a bitch off, no, I do not trust her

Might get a gold chain, shit look like mustard

Had to cut a bitch off, no, I do not trust her

Might get a gold chain, shit look like mustard