[Intro]

Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]

Hit me, SMS

Shoot his head, SOS

Ball hog shit, fuck yo' set

Big-ass truck, TRX

Big-ass gun, shit so fed

ARP, this shit so big (What the fuck?)

Niggas exed me out, still don't know what I did

My twin crazy, he might go and shoot your kid

Like I'm stressed, grab my cig (Uh-huh)

I'm fin' dip, get off the grid (Uh-huh)

[Verse]

Don't try to hide, we gon' find you

Put that .308 inside you (Yeah, yeah)

You can't hoop, Ball Hogs could guide you

You can't run, twin right behind you

ARP, let it crank

I done fell in love with drank

Hi-Tech, I sip Wock' and red

When I'm geeked, swing my dreads

OD pills, we do meds

He not real, that boy fled

I'm like, "What the fuck you said?" I'm like, "What the fuck?" (I'm like, "What?")

They switched up on me like what? I can't give no fuck, huh (Give no fuck)

Twin thirties come in clutch, we might fuck you up (Might fuck you up)

We tryna walk that lil' boy down, leave his pants on the ground

Put a shock over the stick, now that shit can't make no sound

She like, "faces, why you late?" Bitch, I was counting cake

You better watch what the fuck you say, I might just eat yo' face

My twin come through with them drums, bustin' shit like 808s

All I wanna do is get high all day

Put that dot on you (Oh yeah), you gon' run away (Get high all day)

Niggas switched up on me (Oh yeah), but that's okay, yeah (Like what?)

Folding stock on the damn .308, yeah (Uh-huh, uh-huh)

Hit my phone, you got that drop, we push up quick today (Push up quick)

[Chorus]

Hit me, SMS

Shoot his head, SOS

Ball hog shit, fuck yo' set

Big-ass truck, TRX

Big-ass gun, shit so fed

ARP, this shit so big (Shit so big)

Niggas exed me out, still don't know what I did (Uh-huh)

My twin crazy, he might go and shoot your kid (Uh-huh)

Like I'm stressed, grab my cig

I'm fin' dip, get off the grid (Uh-huh)