[intro]
Smacked off some faygo

[Chorus]
Poppin', i got brothers, no friends
Geekin’, it's gon' work out in my advance
Strapped up, .32 gon’ make him dance
Leave me alone, i hope you understand
Opps make me, i don't make those
And she gon' give me top when i say so
Pourin' 4s, i be smacked off some faygo
Opps was outside, my lil homie had to lay low

[Verse 1]
I'm up now, i flexed up
They just hit my phone said "MJ you is next up"
He made the right decision not to test us
Dissin on the gram, that done n***a messed up
Opps put an order in for beef, it came with extra smoke
We is totin' glizzies and you already know
Money building up like its mu'fucking legos
They only fuck with me for them mu'fucking pesos
N***as talk the most but they don’t do shit
Switched up, thought you was a true friend
My brothers heart cold, they so ruthless
If we thumbin’ through the cheese just know we not losin'
Understand that i’ll pop up and shoot yo mans
Like a diamond, we'll light you up then make you dance
Hurry up (bitch), i got a low attention span
Run up on you, then we pop you like a xan