[Intro]
(?) you crazy
Aye, nd' if you bringin' up my section imma top hat, n***a (on my momma)
Look

[Verse 1]
You ain't get shit for your n***as where your block at?
Nd' if you bringin' up my section imma top hat
One up in the neck, we be ready, we don't cock back
Stuck up in the field applyin' pressure if its contact
Its real shit, nd' if a n***a said it then I mean that
Hit the stash house like "Where the blues nd' where the green at?"
She suck so much dick she prolly gunna need some knee pads
I'm prolly with his bitch, I hold the (?) with my seat back

[Chorus]
Baby say she movin' out the way, I got to come and see
Imma try to yank this FNN like its a .23'
I just spent another twenty thou- I could've paid the lease
I been tryina catch him with his partner, bitch we play for keeps

[Verse 2]
I don't do no disses to them suckas, n***as hella broke
Imma try to hit him in his head through this telescope
How you tryina say that n***a brother, n***as tellin' (?)
Neighbor see a young n***a havin', think im sellin' dope
Push up onna sucka, swear to god im tryina walk him down
Labelled as a shooter, (?), cuz rap ain't what you talkin' bout
Twenty two shots, nd' thats just for me to walk around
Grab the baby 8, or the drake nd' get to sparkin' out
Ask brother, when it comes to skits a n***a steppin' up
If I buy this K, the only way I put two sevens up
Stuff it down his thoat, since this pussy n***a talkin' tuff
Nd' I keep two phones, I might fuck around nd' call his bluff
Heard they say its money on my head, well tell them come and get it
I don't needs no features, zero weight I just be with my n***as
Got it out the mud, I swear to god I grew up in the trenches
We ain't got no problems, I swear to god im fuckin' on these n***as bitches
Middle fingers to this rappin', yhea these n***as know
We can't respect you on these beats if n***as been a hoe
I bet a hundred on my dice, the n***a ten to four
I bounced up out of foreign whips, nd' chased him in the store
We caught his pussy ass in traffic nd' made him (?)
Nd' you ain't labelled for your n***a, who you (?)
Nd' I just let them n***as talk because all them n***as hoes, nd' it ain't shit to catch a body we be switchin' poles
You a bitch, nd' you gunna condone that hella goofy shit
When n***as shoot, we gon' leave the scene just like a movie skit
How you speakin' up on n***as name nd' n***a you a bitch
Rappin' like you (?), your pussy ass ain't even doin' shit
When I creep, I put this on my momma I be to the (?)
I don't even bring up n***as names cuz n***a imma step em
Why you sneakin' bitches in your house like you a fuckin' guest
Told the bitch that she gon' have to pay me baby, nothing less
Thirdy third, eleven hundred bitch, I do this shit for (?)
Hit the whip, and we all strapped my n***as come nd' (?)
Shoot him in his face, I got him lookin' like he (?)
Nd' (?) got me talkin' like im (?)
I've been up in them jets, bitch im feelin' like im (?)
Forty thousand on me with some forces and a black tee
Wanna see a real n***a down, they know who clap heat
Still a grimy n***a takin' shit, don't put it past me
[Chorus]
Baby say she movin' out the way, I got to come and see
Imma try to yank this FNN like its a .23'
I just spent another twenty thou- I could've paid the lease
I been tryina catch him with his partner, bitch we play for keeps