[Intro]

Gamer boy

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]

Nigga talking to me like he really just about it

He still gon leave a body once my nigga put a shot in

He really tryna catch up, yeah I really doubt it

You had it but you fucked up now you watching pockets

We got enough to go around so nigga just stop it

We got your girl over here throwing down put her in my pocket

Do not run up cause I got a rocket

You know that I make any I cannot stop it

I do not want that because I have options

I flip a hamma you know that they popping

[Verse 1: YRN Lingo]

You know that they plotting, all a them niggas they plotting

We are the topic, hit you in your eye socket

You know that I’m rocking when this shit come to this money

Chop you like I’m Paul Bunyan

These niggas they acting tough and they think that shit funny

Till I leave they body spilling like fountains

Niggas don’t want a problem till we come and solve em and everybody shaking

Whole gang came the first to shoot up, got everybody body ace

Sit back and count all this money and mind my business but niggas still gonna hate me

You talking all that tough shit but sweeter than cake gotta fake it till you make it

Effen in gunna statement if we kill him we gon put the green beam on him

And if a nigga wanna act I’m a make a whole scene for him

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]

Nigga talking to me like he really just about it

He still gon leave a body once my nigga put a shot in

He really tryna catch up, yeah I really doubt it

You had it but you fucked up now you watching pockets

We got enough to go around so nigga just stop it

We got your girl over here throwing down put her in my pocket

Do not run up cause I got a rocket

You know that I make any I cannot stop it

I do not want that because I have options

I flip a hamma you know that they popping

[Verse 2: Mango Foo]

Rings on me but no boxes playing hard and yes I still got the rocket

If you cock it you better pop it

Racks on me I never had a way

Keep it cocked in the middle a the party I think i shot somebody

Pull up with choppas I ain’t talking Hardy’s

You keep the chicks and shawty’s

They say he gon make it well nigga I doubt it

Feel that masterpiece nigga I’m bout it

Money on your head we gon get to buying

Sell hundred shots in there who’s gon come count it

Got hundred racks inside my pocket I’m lounging

All my nigga dawgs and we be hounding

Shoot you through the wall just for the hobby

Cops ready getting here so we go all in

[Chorus: YRN Lingo]

Nigga talking to me like he really just about it

He still gon leave a body once my nigga put a shot in

He really tryna catch up, yeah I really doubt it

You had it but you fucked up now you watching pockets

We got enough to go around so nigga just stop it

We got your girl over here throwing down put her in my pocket

Do not run up cause I got a rocket

You know that I make any I cannot stop it

I do not want that because I have options

I flip a hamma you know that they popping