[Intro]
Two shots at your crib, n***a, I ain't talkin' no Canon
To-Toss my brother them packs, n***a, I feel like Peyton Manning
I come to the party and I'm smellin' like some pack, boy
I come to the party and everybody like, "That's gas", boy
I'm just...
Gang, gang, gang, fee, bow, fah, fah, gang, gang, gang, gang

[Chorus]
T-T-Talk some shit, up the stick
Watch you fade away, broad day
Put you on TV, n***a, Broadway
You a fan, you know where I am
Tell me, what's the plan?
I'm tryna get these bands
He want gas, but I'm on high demand

[Verse]
Hit the dash, rollin' pack, we spark that gas
And we movin' fast, in that Hellcat
And you know this bitch movin' fast
Lil' n***a, I'm scammin'
So stop with all that ramblin'
Two shots at your crib, leave your whole family scramblin'
Two shots at your crib, n***a, I ain't talkin' no Canon
To-Toss my brother them packs, n***a, I feel like Peyton Manning
I come to the party and I'm smellin' like some pack, boy
I come to the party and everybody like, "That's gas", boy
I'm just tryna get cash, boy
I'm gettin' to these racks, boy
N***as, y'all be cap, boy
I up the stick and I blast, boy
He came up to me the wrong way, and so he got smacked, boy
And n***a I ain't gamin' when I say I got this MAC, boy
[Chorus]
T-T-Talk some shit, up the stick
Watch you fade away, broad day
Put you on TV, n***a, Broadway
You a fan, you know where I am
Tell me, what's the plan?
I'm tryna get these bands
He want gas, but I'm on high demand