[Intro]

Ay, ay, ay

[Chorus]

In the 392

How you say you not fuckin', got on Daisy Dukes? (Skrrt)

I ain't no regular rapper, these bullets'll tackle, so get out the way when I shoot

I don't play with my food (Bang, bang, bang)

If I call ABP, better know he gon' do what it do

Since his ass wanna be famous, got hit with a banger and now his whole face on the news (Yeah)

[Verse 1]

Can't be nice I like my bitches rude (Yeah)

Bet this Glock make him change up his mood (Yeah)

I can't give you no money, you bitches be funny

You better go back to your dude (My, my, my, my)

He play gangsta' and think that it's cool

Give her dick now she screaming out, ''Ooh!''

I might pull out the camera, we goin' banana

She givin' me brain like the school

When we done tell that lil' hoe to get on

F.A.L. and we don't need to put on

And you live for the media

I don't really post 'cause they like how I put that shit on

On the run, gotta get me a flip phone (Yeah)

You ain't bigger than me on you tiptoes (Yeah)

I ain't shootin' in the crowd where the walker's at down (Yeah, yeah)

When I whoop, you a' better get low (Yeah)

Need a bank, I'ma buy you a mid (Go)

Designer drill we still hitting shit up in Giuseppe (Go, go)

Say he a problem I'm testing (Go)

We sliding through 3 different guns: Ed, Edd n Eddie (Go, go)

I got the salt like some dressing (Go)

He wanna smoke and now he in the box like a session (Go)

Running it up I ain't resting (Go)

I blow a wood to the face (Go) 'cuz it keep me from stressing (Go)

You niggas steppin' we stompin'

My bitch she bright like a orange but got ass like a pumpkin (Go)

No donuts but we really dunking (No cap)

I'm the big man in the paint make a play like I'm dunkin' (No cap)

If you ain't suckin' I ain't comin'

Keep me a stick like I play for the band I ain't drumming (My, my, my)

I burn my fingers from the thumbin'

We was just broke and Tre Loaded made somethin' outta nothin'

[Chorus]

In the 392

How you say you not fuckin', got on Daisy Dukes?

I ain't no regular rapper, these bullets'll tackle, so get out the way when I shoot

I don't play with my food

If I call ABP, better know he gon' do what it do

Since his ass wanna be famous, got hit with a banger and now his whole face on the news

[Verse 2]

Baby, come fuck with a cheater, I know you an beater

I ain't talking Chris Brown how I beat her

I'm hot, but I don't got a fever

I did this shit on my own, you'll follow the leader

Dope got me higher than Peter

If you get put in that room you gonna fold like fajita

Touchdown, don't play no receiver

And if you up, better shoot, cut him up like a pizza

Ayy, pour a deuce in a Faygo

I got some hitters who go when I say so

Didn't have no cheese, had to switch up the payroll

And I be stretchin' these hoes like some Play-Doh

Hit from the back, put my thumb in her A-hole

Know I'm next to fly out to Barbados

With a white jawn, had to try out the mayo

You can get hit with the Glock or the Draco

Then my folks do the dash

This shit is steaming so we moving fast

Don't call my phone if it ain't 'bout no cash

You not gonna walk nothin' down with no mask

If you seen what I seen you be ready to crash (Yeah)

Might no be first, but I ain't comin' in last (Yeah)

Whole team win when you learn how to pass (Yeah)

He wanted smoke had to turn it to ash (Yeah, yeah)

Green beam like the whole club (Yeah), we ready to smash

Aye and I slide with them youngin's no Rio (No cap)

We really moving the weight the whole team got a plate, can't get caught if we do that's a Rico

These bitches really be fakin' so I can not protect, so I'd rather go fuck on a freak hoe

I stay away from them snakes and I'm all about cake

I just want you to cheat like a Cheeto

[Chorus]

In the 392

How you say you not fuckin', got on Daisy Dukes?

I ain't no regular rapper, these bullets'll tackle, so get out the way when I shoot

I don't play with my food

If I call ABP, better know he gon' do what it do

Since his ass wanna be famous, got hit with a banger and now his whole face on the news

[Outro]

Ay, ay (No cap)

Ay, and now his whole face on the news (My, my, my, my)

Ay, ay, ay we leaving an M in the pool

Ay ay, ay now he dead 'cuz he played with the dude

Ay, yeah (Loaded gang, no cap)

Bitch ass nigga