[Intro]
Aye DeCicco, what up my n***a?

[Verse]
From the east side of that 'Bama (E way)
Spent plenty nights in that slammer (G way)
Now me and the guys goin' hammer (Hammer)
YBN, we got our bands up (Run it up, run it up)
That other boy Frank can't stand us (Stand us)
Tell that broke boy get his bands (Get your bands up)
Funny guy, you should do stand up (Stand up)
Gotta grind for all the times I was jammed up (On God)
Everybody 'round me fanned up (On God)
You should ask the last guy who ran up (On God)
Got a Kel-Tech wit' a big drum (brrrt)
So it's kinda hard for me to keep my pants up (on god)
Gettin' to a check 'til my thighs burn (yee)
From all the bands I done ran up
Lookie I made it, I'm manned up (flay)
Lookie I made it, I'm manned up (flay)
Chip on my shoulder, I'm flexed up
I thought I told you "I'm next up" (next)
Can't no one hoe us or check us (nah-uh)
We don't shoot nothin' but neck up (neck)
Freak bitch, she give that neck neck up (that neck)
XD rippin' your flesh up (flesh)
I know you don't want no pressure
You boys gon' fold when there's pressure
Scrapin' that pot 'cause I need all my extras (my extras)
Dope put the fiend on a stretcher
I'ma a D boy, what you need is my pleasure (is my pleasure)
Packs go for 13, I'ma bless ya
Run off with a P, I'ma stretch you
Do your ass foul when I catch you
Lookie I made it, I'm flexed up
Lookie I made it, I'm flexed up

[Outro]
Lookie I made it, I'm flexed up
Lookie I made it, I'm flexed up
Lookie I made it, I'm flexed up
Lookie I made it, I'm flexed