[Intro]
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh, oh
Yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I spin through his block with a K, yeah, you know I don't play
Boy, I stay with the gang, you better stay in your lane
Cartier on the frames, Rayban, you a lame
Slime, slatt, that's the gang, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah

[Verse]
Boy, don't front, all my n***as, we'll pop you
Like a vacuum, yeah, my n***as, they will swap you
Bitchslap a n***a, yeah, I don't argue (Skrrt)
Yeah, pop you
Yeah, my n***as pullin' up, yeah, we gon' pop 'em
Tenth grade, yeah, I got a TEC up in my locker
Ballin' hard, ballin' like I'm, uh, Serge Ibaka
If you get me mad, yeah, I turn red like a lobster
Psh, he drunk, yeah, he slumped on Corona
I'm goin' up like a boner, they had me trapped in the corner
Now they let me out the corner, oh, opps around
We got a Glock now, we can just pop 'em now
[Bridge]
Dun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun, yeah
Dun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun (Yeah)
Dun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun-nun
Dun, dun, dun-nun-nun-nun-nun

[Chorus]
I spin through his block with a K, yeah, you know I don't play
Boy, I stay with the gang, you better stay in your lane
Cartier on the frames, Rayban, you a lame
Slime, slatt, that's the gang, ah, yeah, ah, yeah, ah