[Verse 1]

(Hol' On)

I shoot my shot and don’t miss shit (Huh, huh?)

I treat this hoe like a classroom

We just fuck her and dismiss, (Doggin)

She wanna fuck 'cause I'm up

But she can’t get nothin' but this dick, (On gang, gang)

My niggas really do drills

And be in the fields, Pick Six, (Go long)

Be honest, you not tryna rob

My young nigga slide, Saint Nick, (Skrr, skrr)

Treat a fuck nigga like art

Let's make a collage, and paint shit, (Rrrrrraaaaaahhhhh)

I hit the show with my hammer

I'm goin' bananas, ape shit, (Uh)

I want them to try and come take shit, (On gang)

Imma make sure his muhfuckin' face split, he dead (Gone, gone)

[Chorus]

Came out the mud, I'm bossed up

I ran it up, now bitches be feelin' the youngin

I’m fresh when I walk up, (Walk up)

And I’m still in the hood, designer my fit

I walk in this bitch, I be sauced up

[Verse 2]

Niggas like domad, I ain't gotta say shit, niggas know that, (On gang)

My young niggas stainin’ and bangin'

Pull up get to aimin' and blow, where yo fro' at (Rrrrrraaaaahhhh)

And I hit yo’ Lil' thot, where the flow at?

I was clutchin' a Glock in a throwback, (On meeeee)

And I'm lit like a lighter

I'm in the trap with them snipers, I'm feelin' like Kodak

We can do anything, anywhere, behind that lou nigga

In the trenches, independent

Still bomb up in this like suits, nigga (Aye, gang)

Them niggas over there lookin' and shit (Hol' on)

And I'm like who nigga?

Get on the fuckin' ground, cause we finna shoot niggas!

[Verse 3]

Go to your city and pull out them bands

Right after the show, I'm fuckin' my fans (Ayeee)

We got more drums than a band

And I don't fuck with niggas like I'm in a Klan (Ayeee)

She eat the dick with no hands

Fo' grind, I got slime on top of my pants (Ayeee)

She tryna gimme a dance

Said you know what you doin' might give you a chance (Ayeee)

I'm everywhere like there's two of me

And I still got the stick, bought the Louis V

Couple bad bitches be boostin' me

What you on nigga, fuck what you used to be

Have my young nigga pop out and shoot for me

Is you ridin' nigga? What can you do for me?

See my niggas all do the foolery

So you niggas ain't trickin' or foolin' me

On gang, gang, hol' on

[Outro]

Yeah, niggas know how I run shit

Aye, Y'all niggas pass me the woods, I'm tryna roll up

In this bullshit