[Intro]
Ay, ay, real shit
I wish my opps the best
Yeah, bitch I really meant that, that's facts

[Chorus]
Hey
Say you want some trouble, we bring on double, yeah
Choppas, we got covered, let's make a puddle, yeah
Catch him by hisself, creep up on him still, yeah
We gon' treat him like a face, knock him out the shell, yeah

[Verse 1]
Watch out, lil' boy
I don't get paranoid, I get defensive
I ain't stand my ground in a minute, ooh yeah, I feel replenished
Steppin' my way to the finish, I'm just addicted to winnin'
I been sendin' prayеrs for forgiveness, lord knows I've been sinnin'
Vеrified IG, I feel like the graduate
Do this with ease, I do this shit casually
I'm on the charts like I'm wit' the academy
Keep sendin' shots, give a fuck if you mad at me
Say she my bitch, oh no, that's a negative
That shit's some passive-aggressive shit
Fuck catchin' feelings, I feel like a pessimist, yeah