[Intro]

Nigga, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Reuel, stop playing with these niggas)

It's recording?

Yeah

Aight, it's on

[Verse]

Huh, told Reuel that I'm done playing

I ain't conversating with no

Yeah, I ain't conversating with no opps, let my gun say it

She don't gotta say she love me, she just let her tongue say it

Toting sticks on the West, yeah, we guns blazing

I could put 'em down and beat yo ass, boy, these ones dangerous

Brokest niggas in the room be the ones hating

Funny how the chop got some balls but you the ones dangling

Run up on they necks, run up my bag, I just can't decide

Never had nexts, we up now, we can't wait in line

If you ain't SB, you ain't slatt, only hang with slime

If you ain't my bitch, fall back, only hang with mines

All I know is punch, scam, grandmothers, swipe cards

Fuck drip, I done seen more splash than a lifeguard

You cannot take the sack off me, I'm a right guard

In the 'Cat playing with her kitty with my right arm

You beat the fuck out the keyboard, what it do to you?

Marching band with me, turn his block to a musical

Only want you from the neck up, bitch, I'm using you

Fix a broke nigga right up, what the tool'll do

We'll spin around a opp block like a hula hoop

Nah, for real, make the chop go doo-doo-doo-doo

I can only ball with my gang, we don't hoop with you

I can fuck hoes off my name, what the music do

At the Coney, chicken pita, chicken in my fanny pack

I can throw some chicken in the air and get yo granny wacked

Tripping, throwing chicken out the Phantom, they think Danny back

Rookie of the year but I'm the GOAT, where my Grammy at?

How the fuck I'm flyer than the planes when I'm in LAX?

How the fuck am I a buck and some change when I was made to flex?

How the fuck is these niggas in the game when they ain't made a check?

How the fuck is they speaking on my name when they ain't made it yet?

Dove in the deep, no flippers, all heart

I ain't gon' shoot 'em, fuck around and call Art

Keep the iron close, fuck around and call Stark

Put yo gang in a 'Wood, we'll get 'em all sparked

Yeezy kicks, Adidas pants, I don't play soccer

Mad as fuck at my bitch 'cause she hate lobster

ShittyBoyz, gang-gang, I can't play 'bout 'em

Caught 'em coming out of J. Ale's, knock the steak out 'em

If we catch the opps rolling up, knock a eighth out 'em

If we catch 'em in some Bathing Ape, knock the ape out 'em

She think I got a Bible in my pocket, bitch, it's eight thousand

See you got some young money now, knock the Drake out 'em

Got a X on my back, X on my kicks

Old bitch want me back, ex on my dick

I'm in Saks blowing racks, check on my fit

Hit yo bitch from the back, check on my list

Really in that bag, I might fuck around and suffocate

I'ma punch this, punch that till my knuckles break

Beef could start at 10 PM, we'll get 'em touched today

Air bubble on my McQueens, I could jump to space

Threw the 350s on and I jumped in BAPE

She said, bitch, this just what I made today

Masked up, jugging like a villain, I can't save the day

Show my cadets how to eat, bitch, I'm Major Payne

Playing with her feelings, boohoo, bitch, I want the neck

Walked in the mall with a dub, only want a tech

I want a Porsche Coupe but my bitch want a 'Vette

Shoes cost a band, buddy boy, better watch yo step

Fly as hell, catch me up there where NASA at

TrDee just caught a play and did the Cabbage Patch

Really got a problem, always wasting cash at Saks

Really with some 'rillas, touching me'll get yo ass attacked

Huh, yeah, get yo ass attacked

Really with some 'rillas, touching me'll get yo ass attacked

Huh, touching me'll get yo ass attacked

Threw a bullet at him like Odell, boy, his ass can catch

Gang really balling on the opps, you can ask the ref

If I toss bro the stick, he gon' shoot, that's a pass to step

Y'all niggas ain't allowed on this block, need a pass to step

Exquisite-ass shoes, cost a thousand for my ass to step

[Outro]

Thousand for my ass to step

Thousand

Thousand for my ass to step, bitch