Released on July 16, 2020

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[Intro]

( Ayy, bro, is that Jambo? )


[Verse 1]

Oh, what the fuck you mean, you ain't heard of me?

Stepped in the game and gave it surgery

I told my mama I was sorry

You don't know half of my story

Fuck all this fame, I want my privacy

This for them young niggas, probably die up in that Renegade

Them words you said to me probably the only thing I can't believe

Too many niggas rattin', I bought a trap and put it overseas

The hood quarterback, I put my nigga up at wide receiver

I trap right down the street from where my auntie live

My bitch a stripper, I can't die, I'ma throw this shit and live (Ayy)

I just came home from the can, finna buy another Benz

I be so stuck, I'm booted up, this shit like Timberlands


[Bridge]

Came in the game, it was layin' on the ground

Put my hands in his chest, started pumpin' up and down

Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe

Breathe, breathe


[Verse 2]

Ayy, I brought the game back

I still would lay up with that bitch, she fucked my partner, I ain't mad

If the promoter ain't got like fifty, it's a no-show

This for my young niggas who dyin' at them corner stores

It ain't no safety no more

'Fore Lil Top had signed a nigga, I was walkin' with thirty-eight racks

I was already pourin' up eighths of purp' 'fore I talked to Lamar Jackson

I was already walkin' on the moon, high, before Michael Jackson

I'ma get me a bitch, then I'ma buy her a body filled up with plastic

She want extensions, I got extensions on all my guns

You is the realest, I really think that you're the one

Cartier glasses see-through, it's like I bought 'em for no reason

I don't promote violence, but I told him to leave his phone while he creepin'

I'd hate to be the reason, he love God, but he gon' keep sinnin'

Young nigga end up dyin', it ain't his fault

You can't blame him, he just wanted cars with beats in 'em (Yeah)

Damn, I hate bein' famous, shackles on my wrists and ankles

Gave you love and then you leave, all I wanted was a thank you

This is for my gun slangers, this is for my gangbangers

Jail'll never make me better, time brought more anger

“I be so stuck, I’m booted up, this shit like Timberlands”
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Cap compares himself being “booted up” to the fashion brand Timberland, which is known for producing their famous boots.

“I was already walkin’ on the moon, high, before Michael Jackson”
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NoCap is saying he´s walking on the moon because he´s high (under the influence of drugs) and making a play of words with the famous “moonwalking”, a dance move typical of the pop singer, Michael Jackson.

“Too many niggas rattin’, I bought a trap and put it overseas”
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Bought a trap to catch the rats

“I was already pourin’ up eighths of purp’ ’fore I talked to Lamar Jackson”
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Here NoCap talks about how he has been drinking lean, or “eights of purple” similar to the Baltimore Ravens, a football team with purple as their primary jersey and logo color, and their starting Quarterback Lamar Jackson, who wears the 8 as his jersey number.

“‘Fore Lil Top had signed a nigga, I was walkin’ with thirty-eight racks”
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Lil Top is One of NBA Youngboys nicknames
No Cap is signed to the Never Broke Again label.
Thirty-Eight is a reference to the street
Youngboy Comes From in Baton Rouge,Louisiana.