[Hook]
Got locked up but they lied on my name
Had to keep my head high through the rain
I’m going hard and my heart down the drain
I had to stay ten toes all the time
You n***as thought my foot was sprained
This a new candy coupe with no brain (Grr)
Call Wood, chopper got aim

[Verse 1]
In the cell, the key in my head
Wintertime, do a hit off a sled
I love shotty's 'cause my shotty spread
Fry a n***a on Friday like Craig
Give me top she got slob down my leg
Declassified, like that lil n***a Ned
I'ma hop in the coupe when we scared
I'ma creep in the woods like Canela
TLC in the trunk, but no Left Eye
Ima cut off the work like a Jedi
Chopper rain, you gon need an umbrella
Spin a bin with my bitch, Cinderella
Killed the baby before that bitch develop
Ima cut up the plug like I’m Zelda
Ima perc and a xan, ima failure
And I’m still plugged in like Cellular
Pull a n***a card like we playing black jack
All these n***as be duck, Aflac
Got a 2012 Charger in matte black
N***as sleeping on me, cat nap
These n***as be fake
I got a gun, got the part for the chopper like AutoZone
AK with the shoulder strap (bah)
Shoot a shot (grr) it’s hurting my shoulder
Two bitches like go home Roger
He did, n***a is Roger home?
Macaulay Culkin, you Home Alone
Get to jazzing a bitch, saxophone
Now look at that bitch, now she bagging on me
Ima scrape out the pot like it’s macaroni
All these n***as be hot, rat emoji
Catch yo man on a bike, I call him Jodie
I would give you my last if I love you
Under pressure you turn to a sucker
Trap out the A, you need work call Thugger
In the trap, my grandma raised a hustler
Call me Xan boy, I started from nothing
Last n***a tried to run off he got punished
31 in the clip like a pumpkin
Where you at? Juando bring the Runtz in
I walk with a Tommy, I don’t got a job
Yah trick yah
World at war, we not playin’ COD
ATL you on skates like Rashad
N***a, fuck New New, n***a
I got a new-new chopper
Pump up the trench, I’m Franklin Sinatra
Slam the plug, I’m Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson
BITCH
[Hook]
Got locked up but they lied on my name
Had to keep my head high through the rain
I’m going hard, and my heart down the drain
I had to stay ten toes all the time
You n***as thought my foot was sprained
This a new candy coupe with no brain (Grr)
Call Wood, chopper got aim