Released on February 20, 2026

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[Intro]

Huh, a'ight, I'ma jump right in


[Chorus]

(Tec, this ho crazy) Shoutout to Tec got to wait for the drop

My nigga lit so we came with the Wock'

Givenchy sweater and it's Prada my socks

Need a bad bitch just to play with my locs

You sound like a bitch, you complainin' a lot

These niggas so ass, I would pay 'em to stop

How you want Chanel but ain't risin' my stocks?

My gun is heavy, it make you do the bop

Rent out the Chevy then we give 'em the drop

When I get your lo', I'ma shoot at your pops, huh

Everything I do hit hard, lil' nigga body at the junkyard

Nigga, I was stuck in the box, had to a find the way out

Guess what, it wasn't hard


[Verse 1]

Huh, don't play with it, the gun, I had to go lay with it

Don't get the dick much, she had to savor it

Hoes, had to pick one, had to bring bring both of 'em

Hoodie too big, got this shit from big cuz

[Twenty of the] mothеrfucking cig's, I am not bluffin'

Yeah, when I smoke cig's, actin' out, I'm coughin'

Nigga, for thе Rick, don't spend more than two dozen

Dubs, shawty on dick forever

Pussy get wet when around me

I don't really know how I found it

And you know I had to go pound it

In the sheet, I'm the man of the hour

Dior pants and they white like powder

Flip the [?] and it cover the trousers (This shit really like that, huh?)


[Chorus]

Huh, shoutout to Tec got to wait for the drop

My nigga lit so we came with the Wock'

Givenchy sweater and it's Prada my socks

Need a bad bitch just to play with my locs

You sound like a bitch, you complainin' a lot

These niggas so ass, I would pay 'em to stop

How you want Chanel but ain't risin' my stocks?

My gun is heavy, it make you do the bop

Rent out the Chevy then we give 'em the drop

When I get your lo', I'ma shoot at your pops, huh

Everything I do hit hard, lil' nigga body at the junkyard

Nigga, I was stuck in the box, had to a find the way out

Guess what, it wasn't hard


[Verse 2]

Huh, figure shit out, huh, I really don't need none of the clout

Go up on my own and fuck is you doubtin'?

I think I done figured it out

What you on? We just don't play shit in the south

If we see 'em, we pointin' 'em out

Pockets wet, I thought it was a drought

All the shit I seen, make this shit wild

In the back I was smokin' the [?]

Filthy niggas walk through the front

Twin caught the first, now, he done

Caught him saggin', he ran with his gun

Didn't get the third one [?]

Killed two of 'em, now it's just one

Three tried to go shoot back, hit 'em in the head then he sunk

(Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot, frrt, doot-doot-da-doot)


[Chorus]

Shoutout to Tec got to wait for the drop

My nigga lit so we came with the Wock'

Givenchy sweater and it's Prada my socks

Need a bad bitch just to play with my lock's

You sound like a bitch, you complainin' a lot

These niggas so ass, I would pay 'em to stop

How you want Chanel but ain't risin' my stocks?

My gun is heavy, it make you do the bop

Rent out the Chevy then we give 'em the drop

When I get your lo', I'ma shoot at your pops, huh

Everything I do hit hard, lil' nigga body at the junkyard

Nigga, I was stuck in the box, had to a find the way out

Guess what, it wasn't hard


[Outro]

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