[Intro: Sheff G]
Great John on the beat by the way
Look, huh

[Verse 1: Sheff G]
Glock on Biggie and the clip two pack, get it?
Tryna tunnel my vision like Tubman (Gang, gang, gang), yeah
Picasso couldn't even picture this, huh
Now my pockets never anorexic
Catch me in a big body whip, huh
And I'm ridin' 'round with the roof off
Got this baddy toppin' shit, huh
And my hood get folded like a futon
Still no comfort in this bitch, huh
Rappin' just a niche, look
Know they watchin' shit, huh
So my hoodie on like I'm Trayvon
But these Skittles knock the taste out of shit
Rainin' from these bows, watch these colors drip
You ain't get it then, but you'll get it now, n***a
(You ain't get it now, you ain't get it now, look)
I just keep switchin' the flow up
Look, you wasn't there for the rain
You wasn't there through the storm
All this rage'll make a n***a back out
Don't get blicked, baow, n***a
Ain't no vet when I put your dawg down
He get grrt, baow n***a
Ain't no buck now
[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
Lookin' like I hit a lick, still be on the strip
I got money, and I'll still take the risk
Tell the shooters go and put him on a list
'Fore I ever seen Runtz takin' packs to the mid
I'm thinkin', I steal it and make a flip (Hey)
Bro saw that n***a through the tint
And he got hit up in his whip (Boom, boom)
Opps watchin' they still up on our dick
All that shootin' they said that they doin', they still ain't make a hit
Diamonds shinin', that bitch could have made a wish
Bag heavy, doin' sit-up with the checks (Sit-up with the checks)
We ain't get it then, but we get it now, n***a (But we get it now, n***a)
Amiri jeans, got like fifty thou' in them (Hey)
Too blessed on my shirt, Dior (Shirt, Dior)
Got it out of the dirt for sure (Dirt for sure)
Lot of shooters out searchin' for (Searchin' for)
They release it with perfect form
Pockets on Biggie, I ride through the hood with like two straps
Ridin' the coupe with the roof back
We hit his top and put his roof back

[Verse 3: King Von]
Old bitch ass n***a (Bitch ass n***a)
Snitch ass n***a (Old snitch ass n***a)
Brick ass n***a (Old brick ass n***a)
Used to be gang and flipped ass n***a (Damn)
Hate these soft ass n***as
Quit the pillow talk ass n***as (Pillow talk ass n***as)
Run and get hoed ass n***a
Money on his head, I bought that, n***a (Boom, boom)
I'm from the projects, n***a (Projects n***a)
Father was a gunshot victim
That's how I know them gunshots vicious
So I'm shootin' first and I'm not missin'
I get in contact with it (Contact)
So much smoke, catch contact, n***a
Make his mama get in contact with me
Four-five kick him, Mortal Kombat, n***a
Boy, I got the drop and you stay
I'm gettin' impatient, might get him today
Should I take the Glock or the K?
They be deep at his house, so I'm takin' the K
I pulled up with nothin' to say
He in danger, could tell by my face
Started stutterin', pleadin' his case
Problem solved, with no other way
[Verse 4: Eli Fross]
Ain't no bold now, ain't it?
Ridin' 'round town with a big ol' grip in my lap
These bullets gon' have shit bakin'
Movin' like a pig, this shit gon' go "Brrt, brrat"
Shut the fuck up, you bacon
Don't got time for a bitch, I just need cat
Married to the money, I'm taken
Married to the money, I'm taken
Tired of the dubs, I love blue faces
She seein’ the moves, her heart must be racin'
You know Fross a doctor, 'cause she is my patient
Money is colorful, I ain't no racist
Huh, yeah, I ain't no racist
My money is colorful, I ain't no racist
Huh, yeah, I ain't no racist
We ridin' 'round in the big body
Huh, Sheff movin' big wocky
All gas, no brakes, you can't stop us
Huh, move funny, the .8 got him
She gave me brain, a real scholar
She givin' me good knowledge
We paved that way, we wave starters
Huh, all drippy like water
Drippy like water, drippy like water, drippy like water
Drippy like water, drippy like water, drippy like water
Drippy like water, drippy like water, drippy like water