[Intro]
(Damn it, Homie, I'm comin' up)
You n***as can't fuck with me, n***a (Enrgy made this one)
They been couldn't fuck with us since KrispyLife, since 2015 (Yeah, n***a)
N***as still broke (YSR shit)
N***as hoes, they can't fuck with us (Yung Sak Runner)
We been fuckin' they bitches, that's that Sak Runner shit, man

[Chorus]
N***as sellin' bullshit, bring Cookie back (Bring Cookie back)
Smoked a 'Wood out the pound, I just took it back (I just took it back)
I swear to God, if you play with gang, you gon' get whacked (Fap, fap, fap)
This a forty-band roll, I never sold crack (N***as never did)
Faded a n***a for a band, he just threw a crap (Fade who?)
Speak on me, you ever seen a rap n***a get his ass smacked? (I be smackin' n***as)
You ever madе a mixtape? Why you in the trap? (Why you in the trap?)
You еver fucked a bag up, you ain't make it back? (Yeah, I did that)

[Verse]
They gon' send fifty at you, boy, you better not lack
He actin' tough with that blick, that shit just an act (That shit just an act)
I was mumblin' in the booth, I ain't wanna rap (I ain't wanna rap)
Thought that n***a was smokin' 'za, but it's just a Black (It's a Black & Mild)
Bitch, I get rap money, but I still trap (I get rap money)
Two hundred thousand off of rap, bitch, that's a fact (I get rap money)
These n***as rats around this bitch, settin' booby traps (You a rat, n***a)
This bitch got a BBL, got her booty snatched (Got her booty snatched)
Fuck around and give that bitch a band for her coochie cat (Give her a band for it)
Fresh as hell, slidin' on n***as in a Gucci hat (In a Gucci hat)
I'll put some money on your head like a Gucci hat (Like a Gucci hat)
'05, '06, bring Gucci back (Bring Gucci back)
My young n***as catchin' bodies for me, I think I'm Boosie Bad (Think I'm Boosie Bad)
Fuck around, post fifty thousand, make my opps mad (Broke-ass n***as)
They found out you was a rat, I know your pops mad (With your rat ass)
I probably spent ten bands buyin' sandwich-bag (No cap, n***a)
You had a gun and still ran with your scary ass (Old scary ass)
Doin' a hundred down Dort, me and lil' Chad (Me and lil' Chad)
She an eight in the face, she a lil' bad (She a lil' Barbie)
You sellin' out a QP, that's a lil' bag (That's a lil'-ass bag)
You be cappin' in your raps with your lyin' ass (With your lyin' ass)
You let n***as fuck for money with your fine ass (With your fine ass)
I get caught with the bag, I make bond fast (I make bond fast)
My son got a rich dad like Bronny ass (Like lil' Bronny ass, yeah, n***a)
[Chorus]
N***as sellin' bullshit, bring Cookie back
Smoked a 'Wood out the pound, I just took it back
I swear to God, if you play with gang, you gon' get whacked
This a forty-band roll, I never sold crack
Faded a n***a for a band, he just threw a crap
Speak on me, you ever seen a rap n***a get his ass smacked?
You ever made a mixtape? Why you in the trap?
You ever fucked a bag up, you ain't make it back?