[Intro: Token Black & OmarCameUp]
Yeah! (Omar on the come up! Come up! Come up!)
Goin' shootin' 'til I'm hittin' everyone of y'all (Hol' up)
Aye, aye, aye (Aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah)

[Chorus: Token Black]
I was ridin' through my city all black, bitch (Yeah!)
I was ridin' through my city all black
If it ain't about no money, n***a, I won't call back, call back, nah (Nah)
N***a, I won't call back

[Verse 1: Token Black]
I was ridin' wit' the gang on some gang shit
It's the same shit (Aye)
You a lame, tryna' lane switch
We don't lane switch (We don't lane switch)
You get killed
I'm too fuckin' real, I can't fake shit (Nah)
Keep the steel machine on my side like I'm Zane, bitch (Bah-Bah! Yeah)

[Verse 2: Kezura & Token Black]
Dedboii in the field, I'm 'boutta' feed you to the flames, bitch
Eat up, all these bullets rippin' through yo' face shit
Crazy how I dual wield this chop' with my blade, bitch
Chopped up, blood and guts sprayed on the pavement
Huh? Whatchu' say, bitch? It's on sight
I pull demons from the depths and we be creepin' through the night
Yeah, my heater got me freezin' 'cause I'm cold when I snipe
So I leave that boy blind and put these shots in his eyes
Like ugh, fuck
Touch me? I'm posted
Slide wit' that heat, hunt you down, I'm wit' Token
Thirty-five rounds to yo' dome and they soakin'
Turn a single body to a big red ocean (Aye, aye, aye)
[Chorus: Token Black]
I was ridin' through my city all black, bitch (Yeah!)
I was ridin' through my city all black
If it ain't about no money, n***a, I won't call back, call back, nah (Nah)
N***a, I won't call, nah, n***a, I won't call

[Verse 3: Token Black & Ham Sandwich]
Nah, I can't fuck wit' y'all
That's why I'm so down wit' y'all
Yeah, goin' shootin' 'til I'm hittin' everyone of y'all
Yeah, hit a turkey, I ain't sparin' anyone of y'all
Yeah, when the gang is on yo' ass, then you in trouble
I was in a airport, wit' the double mag'
Gettin' to the money 'cause I know we finna' double that
Every time I hit the blunt, it pass in my troubled past
Yeah, but when the gang is on yo' ass, then you in trouble (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yes, sir!)

[Verse 4: Ham Sandwich]
You in trouble, you was cappin'
You was Bubble Bass (Yeah)
Bubble if I need to scope a n***a, I keep one attached (Yes, sir)
Drident if I need to pop a n***a, I keep one attached (Brrah!)
Muzzle flash, under pressure, he can't even struggle back
Lumberjack, chopper on my side, keep a hundred racks
Boy, it doesn't matter where you see me if you under that (What? Facts, yeah)
[Refrain: Ham Sandwich]
Feelin' like I'm Subaru 'cause I can always run it back (Yes, sir)
Feelin' like I'm Subaru 'cause I can always run it back (Yes, sir)

[Post-Verse 4: Ham Sandwich]
Yeah, you was-

[Chorus: Token Black]
I was ridin' through my city all black, bitch (Yeah!)
I was ridin' through my city all black
If it ain't about no money, n***a, I won't call back, call back, nah (Nah)
N***a, I won't call, nah, n***a, I won't call (Call, call, call, call)

[Outro: Token Black]
Aye
Yeah, goin' shootin' 'til I'm hittin' everyone of y'all
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Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah! (Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah-Yeah!)