[Intro]

Let the beat drop

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

This golden chain only thing at my neck

Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect

These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set

Still trouble man for his last bit of sess

Right, left

Right, left

Fuck about Wizzy, might scare 'em to death

Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets

Crackin' the ground anytime that I step

[Verse 1]

Goin' off on a tangent but I wish a nigga would step

Trappin' out of an abandoned run down shitty duplex

Comin' up, it was a random pick who's gon' see feds

Stacks salvagеd from the misery of huge dеbt

Talked to a man tactical, never know who scheme next

Awkward, a man naturally feel small from a G threat

Can't G check me, never that, surely see death

Meanwhile see me with a sweet tea salmon gravlax

For a G breakfast in a different league, what you need next?

Thoughts in me said, "Stamp on a man's head"

Trap for a man's bread or a get bread from a G check

Long time from all them way there, nowaday I see cheques

[Chorus]

Yeah, this golden chain only thing at my neck

Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect

These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set

Still trouble man for his last bit of sess

Right, left

Right, left

Fuck about wizzy, might scare 'em to death

Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets

Crackin' the ground anytime that I step

[Post-Chorus]

Right, left

Right, left

I need you to step

Right, left

Right, left

Nah, I need you to step

Step, right

Step, right

Step, step

Step, right

Step, right

Step, step

Step, step, step, step

Step, step, step, step

Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah)

Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step

[Verse 2]

Chain on my neck

My skill leave a stain on your neck

And still ain't no stain on my rep

I aim to protect, I done told you

Stop aimin' unless y'all aimin' to pay me respect

It's Meth

The game is a mess

I don't know if it's checkers or chess

They panickin', checkin' their chest

See I ain't even checkin' 'em yet

And ya man gotta check 'em for breath

You animals check-in with vets

Count your blessings, you blessed

If you doubtin', then rest with the rest

I'm just flexin' to flex

You upset on the set, we could never be BF and Fs

Boy, I'm fresher than fresh

Family only, that's flesh of my flesh

They don't know me, they guess and I guess

They don't know that I'm next

They don't know I'm the answer, correct

If you call and I answer, connect

Still got my foot on they neck

Work for my freedom, I earned my respect

I've seen other rappers get murdered for less

Shorty blew meth, Heisenberg in the flesh

Right, left, right, left

Friday the 13th, we scare 'em to death

And when I say we, I mean Wizzy and Meth

Be crackin' the ground everywhere that we step

[Chorus]

This golden chain only thing at my neck

Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect

These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set

Still trouble man for his last bit of sess

Right, left

Right, left

Fuck about Wizzy, might scare 'em to death

Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets

Crackin' the ground anytime that I step

[Post-Chorus]

Right, left

Right, left

I need you to step

Right, left

Right, left

Nah, I need you to step

Step, right

Step, right

Step, step

Step, right

Step, right

Step, step

Step, step, step, step

Step, step, step, step

Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah)

Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step