(Hook)

Ay first things first bitch, who you rockin wit

Where I’m from it ain’t no ones cuz we cockin it

Beat it up throw it back like a hockey stick

And I gettin on yo song , if it’s not a hit

Got everybody on my dick when I come around

If we ain’t talkin bout no bandz ima turn it down

Real nigga since birth far from a clown

Speaking on my name, ain’t no problem , catch em outa bounds, Lil bitch

(Verse)

You Shoulda seen that nigga face when he froze up

Fuck a broke bitch, broke hoes gettin no love

These Niggas talkin out they necks till I showed up

30 on my hip , on bail nigga so what

But I’m that nigga that wana be

That’s why they copy me

Bitch I’m gettin money no monopoly

I’ll Kill a nigga if he knockin me

I got a baby on the way and that’s the only thing stopin me

Stitch lip to the grave snitchen not a option

Im in her purse while she sleeping I’m so outa pocket

If Its beef then we On I ain’t tryna drop it

All head shots to a nigga if he tryna stop it

All these days they made fun of me

Now I’m my own boss, I ain’t got no other x nigga runnin me

Buy anything that’s in front of me

We goin up everyday and I’m that nigga that they wana be

(Hook)

Ay first things first bitch, who you rockin wit

Where I’m from it ain’t no ones cuz we cockin it

Beat it up throw it back like a hockey stick

And I gettin on yo song , if it’s not a hit

Got everybody on my dick when I come around

If we ain’t talkin bout no bandz ima turn it down

Real nigga since birth far from a clown

Speaking on my name, ain’t no problem , catch em outa bounds, Lil bitch

(Verse)

All these niggas yelling gang but won’t throw it up. Right

Ima rep it till I’m gone nigga throw it up

Real Ones that’s the gang and they know it’s us

And Now they wana call my phone cuz I’m blowin up

You bussdown but yo Rollie got a tick tock

Same broke niggas in my main bitch inbox

Shoe game goin stupid,tell em kick rocks

Bitch I’m going crazy , Gucci down to da flip flops

If she ain't runnin Up my bandz then she gotta Leave

She on my dick for the clout Ain’t what I need

I remember all them days tryna hit a scheme

Back when I was broke, I was trappin servin to the feins

Remain humble, bitch I stay in my own lane

I had to get it out the mud, I got my own chain

Real niggas in my circle it ain’t no lames

And I ain’t fuckin with you niggas or you no names

(Hook)

Ay first things first bitch, who you rockin wit

Where I’m from it ain’t no ones cuz we cockin it

Beat it up throw it back like a hockey stick

And I gettin on yo song , if it’s not a hit

Got everybody on my dick when I come around

If we ain’t talkin bout no bandz ima turn it down

Real nigga since birth far from a clown

Speaking on my name, ain’t no problem , catch em outa bounds, Lil Bitch