[Intro: 6ix9ine]
Ayo, Giné, Giné, can't get caught on replay
We gon' spin like freeway, n***as know how we play

[Verse 1: 6ix9ine]
Bitch, I'm oppy, bitch, oh, yeah, I'm oppy, bitch
Casamigos got us wocky, bitch, we 'bout to flock up shit
Tra-la-la-la-la-la, flock your shit, we flickity flockin' shit
N***as know me, I'ma pop my shit with splitty swappin' sticks (Wait, hold on)
Boy, what? Whatchu wanna do, like what?
Who you gon' shoot, like what?
That boy a bluff, I be outside, like what?
Y'all n***as really not tough, I still ain't get touched
And I still ain't get touched
You lookin' for your mans, like what?
Stop lookin' for your mans, he butt
'Cause we rise up, you really not rough
We back to back, n***as got guns so we 'boutta clap
N***as got jokes, they make us laugh
We love to clap, we love to clap
He got shot, he ain't get back
Time gon' take what we will jack
We not Apple, we got MACs
I don't know you, please get back, get back, get back, get back, get back
Stop, stop, dummy boy better have his knockers
Three chops, we hit his block up
Spin, spin, we spin like choppas
Homie soft, he don't want no drama
When he saw me, he ain't do nada
Hit a n***a, make him cha-cha, cha-cha
From a noodle into rasta-pasta
[Verse 2: Lambo Low]
I ain't no fighter, speaker, n***a came with the knockers
Feel like Boogie if we in them hoodies 'cause we sendin' n***as to the doctor
Like the Navy Seals when we in the field, catch an instant kill, who could stop us?
Donz dreaded like a rasta, Kill Will got the yattas
Like, he a pussy just look at his posture
I'll flock a n***a with the flocka
We get the addy, we're tearin' his block up, block up

[Verse 3: Donz Stacks]
I was high off the Runtz, speedin'
If it's up then it's stuck, leave it
If you wanna act bad, beat him, beat him
Beat him 'til a bloody pulp
[?] opps, mistletoe
Only way, I'm in the smoke
N***as jokin', what's the joke?
N***as know I keep a pole
Hit a n***a and reload
Matter fact, smack 'em, back up
N***as ain't bout that action, cappin'
Blood all over my magas, catch it
[?] flash when I clap it, clap it

[Verse 4: Dollo]
You tryna catch you a what?
I'm tryna catch me an oppa
N***a said he did what?
Pussy boy never did nada
How you spinnin' without no knocker?
We make it hot like grava
You know we all for the drama
We make it lit, fire, lava
I don't trust shawty, she's a line up
We the risk takers 'til we sign up
Every opp next to get time's up
See, your time's up
[Verse 5: K.I]
Look, we don't jack n***as, they ain't never take risks
Suck dick, don't jack my shit
Spin they block, I'ma dump that clip
'Cause I'm ashin' rip-on-rip
Mask on, n***a thinkin' I'm sick
Call [?], he thought he was slick
Look at Ricky, he runnin' like Rick
Still addin' a K to my shit