[Intro]
Alabama (Enrgy made this one)
You know who started this shit, man
You know who started this flow, n***a
I got n***as in Alabama rappin' like—

[Chorus]
YSR Gramz, shit, I started as a trap n***a
But all around the world, bitch, I'm known as a rap n***a
Bitch cute, but she broke, tryna trap n***as
Every n***a you see me with gon' zap n***as
Every n***a you see me with got a gun on him
Free Driveway, I heard some n***as out here told on him
You would never see me hangin' with a bold n***a
I know she only with me for my money, she a gold digger

[Verse]
Shit talkin' takin' off, shit, I told n***as
Another rap check for 10K, I'm gettin' cold with it
If you ain't makin' money off the bag, hit the road with it
I don't give a fuck where we at, I'm bringin' pole with us
Got this pint from my titi, I'm finna pour a four
We finna score on this one n***a, we finna pick and roll
Tender-ass n***a wanna kill 'cause I hit his ho
Money conversation with the label, it's just me and Mo
Yeah, bitch, it's just me and Reece
This n***a got a lot of jewelry on, but his shit cheese
N***as gotta thank YSR and thank Peezy
Bitch, I feel like John Cena, n***as can't see me
I'm a Beecher n***a, on my mama, n***as can't beat us
Fly my n***as out and have your bitch cook a steak for heaters
Damn, I just dropped ashes in my fuckin' pop
You always askin' questions, lil' bitch, is you a fuckin' cop?
I ain't tryna hear, is you gon' let a n***a fuck or not?
I'ma back door them n***as that's tryna plot
Soon as you drop a mixtape, you gon' fuckin' flop
Have a dyke beat your ass, I'll call up tot
You just a hatin'-ass n***a, you is not my opp
A n***a link in the stu' with me, he gettin' his ass boxed
Yeah, bitch, I call that shit box.com
Pull up to a n***a hood, it sound like we dropped a bomb
How is you a shooter? You hangin' with the n***a that dropped the dime
If they ain't fuckin' with your music, it is not your time
I'll have my n***a slide on you, he look like Sideshow Bob
I put money over bitches, I'm with the fuckin' mob
The shit I made off of rap, I'm like, "Fuck a job"
If you throw me in the jungle, I'ma beat the odds
If we agree to put the guns down, I'll beat my opps
[Chorus]
YSR Gramz, shit, I started as a trap n***a
But all around the world, bitch, I'm known as a rap n***a
Bitch cute, but she broke, tryna trap n***as
Every n***a you see me with gon' zap n***as
Every n***a you see me with got a gun on him
Free Driveway, I heard some n***as out here told on him
You would never see me hangin' with a bold n***a
I know she only with me for my money, she a gold digger