[Intro]
(Get that son of a bitch out of my sight)
Go, go, oh shit, ayy, you know how the fuck we rockin'
Real Murda Worth shit, man
I know they gon’ hate me for this one, (These lame ass industry n***as man)
Go, go ayy, go

[Chorus]
Yeah, they forgot who started this shit
Hop in that two seat, it got a push start in that bitch
These n***as my sons, I've been called the Top Kid
And hell nah, we ain't squashin’ shit for shit
You fuck with that boy, you a bitch (Bitch)
Oh, they wanna use my flow, well let's use yours then (Bitch)

[Verse]
We got them sticks, Automatic
You had a broke lil' bitch, but she left yo ass, she ratchet
Say you the GOAT, but you postin' 'bout me, I'm laughing
Posted about it, lil' n***a that keep on jackin' me
Benjamin won’t have Benjamin’s, hе'll have a headshot
Oh, I think his head lost
You wеnt to jail? That shit was fake
Rino OD’d and he told me that's fake too
(Ha-ha, they worked on CashBently's appendix, he said he got shot, we ain't forget that)
How you gon’ act like this ain't that shit that had Lil Rino tappin' in?
Broke n***as, I hate those type of men
N***as wanna internet beef over IG, and type my name in
We put that boy on a tombstone
Got that lil' fame that you wished for, huh?
Choppa make a n***a get gone
[Outro]
Oh, oh, oh
How yo gon' act like I ain't even know, know