[Intro]
Right there, Firzt (Right there, Firzt)
It's 4X, uh, 4X, 4X, 4X
4X, big Stunna, n***a, bitch
Firzt on the track
Uh, you hear me?
Uh

[Verse 1]
I'm on some shit, jack (I'm on some shit)
I hit his bitch for the one time (Ooh)
Now he can't get his bitch back (Uh, uh)
It was the one that I took flight (I'm gone)
I just wanted to hit that (Zoom)
We ain't going for one on one fights (Uh, uh)
We uppin' pipes, like, "Lil' n***a, get back" (Come here)
If there's a problem, we fix that, uh, uh (On gang)
Bro, take a trip out to Cali, send that just to flip that (Ooh, trap)
The shit, Stunna man been that (Uh-huh)
She ate the dick like a quick snack (Uh-huh)
Yeah, she whip it out while I sit back (Ooh)
Like my wood, she know she can't hit that (Freak)
Cut the freak shit, I am not with that (Uh, uh)
Creep shit, we like to go play get back (Okay)
Yeah, we swipe the whole block
Call it an upset, Stunna got now, we ain't up next (Wham)
I ain't runnin' no fades, n***a, run that
Send a do boy and I bet he won't come back (On gang)
I try to spam, OG like, "Fuck that" (Fuck these n***as, man)
Uh, can't get on his ass, up that (Fire)
Uh, find his ass, send him up there (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)
If it's up there, then it's stuck there (Fah, fah, fah, fah, fah)

[Interlude]
Uh, stuck like Chuck
Again, 4X (Again), 4X, 4X, 4X (If it's up there, it's stuck there)
Ain't no love there
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Free Glo)

[Verse 2]
This is a PSA (Huh?)
We get 'em Glocks past TSA (We get that fire past the TSA)
I'm stackin' chips, no Frito Lay (What else?)
Bro cook him quick like easy bake (What else?)
Or we cook the beef like Steak 'n Shake (Come here)
Up the Draco on him, make him do Harlem Shake (On gang)
Uh, the dick, yeah, your daughter ate (Ooh)
Everyday my B-day, I get lots of cake (Uh, uh, uh)
And they think I'm lightweight (Huh?)
But that rod on me, so I'm heavyweight (That Drac')
Fuck my bitch, you gonna see how this metal taste (Uh)
Couldn't be riskin' a bitch, I grew up on Section 8
I'm finna blow, no detonate (Uh)
Hundred lil' n***as on go, send a destination
They uppin' for 4 with no hesitation
Uh, these n***as cap, no graduation (These n***as cap)
Uh, I had the .5 in the car when I graduated
Them n***as behind, they mad I made it (Fuck)
N***a get in my way, I erase him
I come from the bottom, no basin (I come from the bottom)
Uh, I'm talkin' 'bout the west side of Salisbury
Where them n***as from the jungle go apeshit (Get him out of here)
Rich Whammy, them n***as ain't fakin' (Slam)
I had that slime sign him up, no laces (Slime)
[Outro]
Uh, uh, I got this shit and the whole run around, you know?