[Intro]

I be fresh as fuck, when I hit the scene, nigga

You know it's yxngfuture, nigga

Stop playin', yeah, mmm

[Verse]

I be stressing 'bout my ex, but I know she ain't shit, (Ain't shit)

All these hoes ain't shit, I learned that when I was 6

I been stacking chips, my homie moving bricks

Middle fingers to the industry, they ain't on shit, (Fuck 'em)

Turn this function to July 4th, my Glock got a switch, (Yeah)

Heard a pussy nigga talkin', leave him in a ditch

We give out shots like it's a gun shop

Can't run from my blick

All these bullets hit him fast like Flash

My Drac' gon' spit

Pussy nigga talkin', ain't gon' react, cuz Ian internet

We gon light him up and smoke him like he a cigarette

Niggas askin' where I been, ain't gon' get into that

I been going up so fast, Ian seen a ceiling yet

Opps been asking for the drop, ain't even send it yet, hold on

Tucked my XD in my puffer, ain't even winner time

My chop gon' slice 'em up and eat 'em like it's dinner time

I'ma keep doing what I do until it's the finish line, uh

I ain't the one to be fucked with, you can see it in my eyes, uh

Niggas dick ride so much, make it an enterprise, huh

My opps dropped a couple tears when they found out they nigga died, tough

I'ma flip you like a gymnast, so don't even try, enough

My XD pop him and we serve his ass like chicken fry, huh

I been doing this shit for too long for my ass to fold

I'm starting to get hot, but I make sure that my wrist on froze

I got a touch of Midas, everything on me is gold

We can't fuck with them lil' boys cuz they nigga told

My Glock spit that hot shit that'll leave ya nigga cold, uh

Stop throwing signs up, pussy nigga

You ain't in no gang

If you did, them niggas would spinback when you got banged

I dare them niggas to fuck with the devil

Ion see a thing

I'ma just go to the top, something like Fredo Bang, nigga

I sip Wock, my mind get tangled up, bitch, I go insane

I had my foot on they fuckin' necks, but it don't hit the same

I can't fuck these bitches like I'm gay, nigga, these bitches lame

They hit that boy right where it hurts, now he walk with a cane, uh

And your hoe gon' suck the juice out me like sugar cane (Uh-huh)

He was just walkin', nigga

Y'all ain't have to poke the nigga

But we gon' whip the nigga like we had just bought the nigga, bitch