[Intro]
Na, Na, Na
And that’s facts
And that's on God
Check it

[Chorus]
I won’t slip, so best not approach me (Yeah)
Big dutty glizzy I tote, I’m supposed to (Yeah)
N***as tryna get me, yeah, I know (For real)
Streets is getting sticky getting cold (Rr-rrah)
I always keep my stick, man, i'ma blow (Yeah, I'm on go)
She suck me, got my dick up in her throat (Ugh, ugh, ugh)
I’m with the gang, I’m with the mob, you already know (It's O.K gang)
Bro caught a body, so you know we make a toast (Slime)
Bro caught a body, so you know we popping bottles (Ugh, ugh, ugh)
And you know she off a molly 'cause she fucking everybody
And I keep it a stack
No cap up in my rap
My bitch she hold my gat
Pull up, and then splat
On gang

[Verse 1]
Said OG’s don’t rate me, but they never gave me shit (Yeah)
Got it on my own, I lost my face where it was cold (Yeah)
Screaming free up GG, man, he got the phone on hold (Yeah)
They hit him with a AM (Yeah), and he hug it and never told (Yeah)
It’s dark up on my side, I seen some shit I never told
Don’t come up on my side, you wanna leave up in a box?
What you need? Got the glizzy in the box, it got the lock
BLM, and you know that I’m still screaming fuck the cops
I’m still screaming fuck the pigs
Pull up on me, bust your wig
And I’m Peppa from the south, I really got it how it is
And I’m from where Raptors play
And the Blue Jays, yeah, they slay
Seeing demons everyday
I ain’t even sleep today
On god
[Chorus]
I won’t slip, so best not approach me
Big dutty glizzy I tote, I’m supposed to (Ugh)
N***as tryna get me, yeah, I know (I know)
Streets is getting sticky getting cold (I know)
I always keep my stick, man, i'ma blow (For sure)
She suck me, got my dick up in her throat (Ugh, ugh, ugh)
I’m with the gang, I’m with the mob (Mob), you already know (I'm with my bros)
Bro caught a body, so you know we make a toast (Slime)
Bro caught a body, so you know we popping bottles
And you know she off a molly 'cause she fucking everybody
And I keep it a stack (Yeah)
No cap up in my rap (Yeah)
My bitch she hold my gat (Yeah)
Pull up, and then splat (Skrrt)
On gang

[Verse 2]
I know they can’t stand me (They can't)
Tryna win a Grammy, get it for my family
Don’t get calls from my aunties (I don't)
But I still love my family, buckets call me Andy
Popping percs like it’s candy
She into the xannies, bitch take off your panties
My lifestyle be a game bro (It is)
No you cannot tag me, red dot look like acne (You dead)
Four up in a Faygo (Faygo)
She eat me like a bagel
Simon, I can’t say no
And I swear I won’t change no
'Cause I’m from the Lane, oh, got it on the Jane, oh
[Chorus]
I won’t slip, so best not approach me
Big dutty glizzy I tote, I’m supposed to
N***as tryna get me, yeah, I know (Oh my God)
Streets is getting sticky getting cold (Yeah, I know)
I always keep my stick, man, i'ma blow (Yeah, that's on God)
She suck me, got my dick up in her throat (Yeah)
I’m with the gang, I’m with the mob (Mob), you already know (You already know)
Bro caught a body, so you know we make a toast
Bro caught a body, so you know we popping bottles
And you know she off a molly 'cause she fucking everybody
And I keep it a stack (Yeah)
No cap up in my rap (Yeah)
My bitch she hold my gat (Yeah)
Pull up, and then splat
On gang