[Chorus: Squillo]

This my year and I'm finna blow (Fah)

I put it on God that I ain't [?] (Fah)

I'm scream, "Fuck 12," while I'm clutchin' poles (Damn, what)

I'll step on whatever, nigga, yeah, I'm bold (Fah)

And I'm bored of the clones, shit's getting old (Yeah)

I'm up on your muh'fuckin' block, he a troll

[?] flex, yeah, that nigga ho (Lay that nigga down, bitch)

Slide on his block, I'ma aim out the scope

You slide on this block and I'm uppin' the pole

To the clones, you know that I own

And I'm smoking your father, he getting me stoned (Fah)

Last time we seen him, we did a nigga wrong (Fah, fah)

We kings of the sound, you know who we are

We smoking your mother, you know this shit strong

We spinning these blocks in the muh'fuckin' dawn (Yеah)

[Verse 1: Squillo]

Niggas be talking that shit, in reality, wanna be mе (Huh)

These niggas be pussy, come see me

I feel like I'm Jordan, I'm uppin' the 3-Peat

I ain't never hiding, lil' nigga, come peek me

Fuckin' your bitch in the telly, come treat me

Ain't none of you niggas can really defeat me

They pussy, they really tryna leak me

They mad as fuck, them niggas can't see me

I hop in that muh'fuckin' truck (Smokin' on)

I'll spin a nigga block with no fucks

These niggas ain't about it, they a dub

I'll sell a nigga body like some muh'fuckin' drugs

Put a nigga on his feet like a muh'fuckin' rug

I'm fuckin' this bitch, I do not wanna hug

She think she backdooring, she catching these slugs

[?] catchin' shots like a muh'fuckin' mug

[Chorus: Squillo]

This my year and I'm finna blow (Fah)

I put it on God that I ain't [?] (Fah)

I'm scream, "Fuck 12," while I'm clutchin' poles (Damn, what)

I'll step on whatever, nigga, yeah, I'm bold (Fah)

And I'm bored of the clones, shit's getting old (Yeah)

I'm up on your muh'fuckin' block, he a troll

[?] flex, yeah, that nigga ho (Lay that nigga down, bitch)

Slide on his block, I'ma aim out the scope

You slide on this block and I'm uppin' the pole

To the clones, you know that I own

And I'm smoking your father, he getting me stoned (Fah)

Last time we seen him, we did a nigga wrong (Fah, fah)

We kings of the sound, you know who we are

We smoking your mother, you know this shit strong (Ayy, ayy)

We spinning these blocks in the muh'fuckin' dawn (Ayy, ayy, on God)

[Verse 2: Dolly]

(On God)

Ayy, me and Squillo the dynamic duo (On God)

High as a planet, bitch, I'm on Pluto

Canada Goose, shoutout Justin Trudeau

Don't do enough, nigga, you can do more

Wrestle a nigga but I'm not Sumo

Wrestle a nigga, Rey Mysterio

On my mama, I don't [?]

Reppin' the fits, that was too close

Dick riding niggas, man, you too old

Your bitch said I'm too cold

Fuck that bitch then I go

Tell that bitch to know her role

Everything I touch is gold

She not mine, why would I post?

Give me mind and then I ghost (Give me mind and then I ghost)

Put on my Number (N)ine, hit a pose

If the feds ask, I don't know

Put a mask over my nose

And I heard your gang broke, yeah

My gang countin' rolls, yeah

I get bands, Cody Rhodes, yeah

That ho do the most, yeah

I get locked up and I'm telling a lie

Ride on my wave, I'm a radical guy

These niggas broke, want a piece of my pie

Dick sucking me, man, these niggas is bi

I'm with my niggas, I'm always gon' ride, pause

Swear to God, don't even like y'all

I can't look her in the eyeball

OG [?]