[Intro]
Uh, yeah-yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
S-R-G
Eazy, what

[Chorus]
Free my slatt no Gunna
Labels hit last summer
Big-big steps in my black foam runners
Shit, that’s crack no plumber
I met a French, she said “toi et moi,” me said hi and bye
Like winning a bid, don’t wanna see me cheese but I got the parmesan
It’s not for the diss

[Verse 1]
Not for a bitch
More for a flip
Y’all think it’s funny I hop out a [?]
I think it’s funny you don’t got a whip
I know that you’re tired walkin’ down the strip
A buncha oldheads talkin’ about my game, y’all sending sharps to get bailiffs
Speakin’ on me more than they speakin’ on Michael and ‘Bron, I pick up the ratings
Don’t give a fuck what the word is, your materials thick or you duckin’ detergent?
You see I’m getting far so you think jumpin’ on dick gon’ get you the furthest?
To the ones that say I’m brand new, don’t get mad that you’re refurbished
I’ma go back and bag my 7th grade teacher, shoutout Ms. Bergen
We do the math in here, touch more bread than a cash a year
Could never fuck with 12, unless it is a pack of beers
Jay in the 845, it’s like Lebron in the Cavaliers
‘Cause I’m gonna carry my team to the promised land, throw on your travel gear
[Chorus]
Free my slatt no Gunna
Labels hit last summer
Big-big steps in my black foam runners
Shit, that’s crack no plumber
I met a French, she said “toi et moi,” me said hi and bye
Like winning a bid, don’t wanna see me cheese but I got the parmesan
It’s not for the diss

[Verse 2]
It’s for the drip
It’s for the highlight clip
Down for the [?] shit
It’s the go back to the fam and say sorry for the time I missed
But look at me now, yo boy’s a man
Us in the bronx, the story began
But I saw this one little city fallin’ off a cliff so I went to go give ‘em a hand (Get up)
Got the bloodsuckers off, I’m bit up
You tryna eat off me, that’s dinner?
Everything that I touch get lit up
You tryna dance with the gold, that’s Thriller
I been the talk of the town on IG, TikTok, shit even Twitter
Funny, I wasn’t her type but now that I’m up that bitch reconsider
Other than D, I got nothin’ to give her cause she barely pass the first time that I quizzed her

[Chorus]
Free my slatt no Gunna
Labels hit last summer
Big-big steps in my black foam runners
Shit, that’s crack no plumber
I met a French, she said “toi et moi,” me said hi and bye
Like winning a bid, don’t wanna see me cheese but I got the parmesan
It’s not for the diss