[Intro]
(Triage)
Ayy
N***a, it's a switchy on this glitchy, better think fast
Ayy, before you try to run

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's a switchy on this glizzy, better think fast, ayy, ayy
Before you try to run
I tried to slime C4 out, ain't know he had a gun
Turn this shit into a blowout, you know C4 'nem won
I ain't nothin' like you n***as, know I'm one of none
I done made so much a money at the Chevron
I'ma slam on a n***a like C4 LeBron
Gettin' freaky with two bitches outta Lebanon

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, where is all that sauce that you said that you had? I ain't seen none
Two four nicks at night, I got Kel, I got Kenan
Tried to get some bales, smelt the smell, tried to rеfund
I finessed that boy again, this the rеrun
Smokin' Metro, but nah, I'm not with Leland
When them shots get to goin' off, I won't even run
Ayy, different states, where my Glock? I'm gon' need one
Ayy, tryna get some get-back for some bodies, I'm a demon
[Verse 2]
You know what that shit cost to get 'em knocked off
Don't try to call the boss, you can talk to CashOut
Ayy, them bodies get to droppin', n***as looking mad now
Up Drac' on him and his bitch, she put her back down
How the fuck did C4 grow to be rich? I was the class clown
Yeah, I shot out the stick, but them wasn't my last rounds
Yeah, I moved the bricks, but I ain't doing that bad now
Thought I was broke, I tell 'em look inside that bag now
You looking at me like you wanna catch one
You fuck around with Big C4, might be my next one
Folks made him come up out that Cuban, need the next one
Whenever we outside, we make a movie, it's the best one
Ayy, ayy, tell the bitch pick up my pills or can't chill
Ayy, tell the bitch pick up my Wock' or don't knock
A long way from stealing out cars, a door lock
Used to kicking doors with my feet, I don't knock
Do you really want the Big Boss in black 1s?
We was shooting big fullys, no cap guns
Ayy, n***a, you ain't having fun with no funds
Ayy, you can get the dog, but I don't want no buns
Got me fucked up, thought I would eat that pussy cat
Ayy, you can look another way, would you look at that?
I done sold three hundred P's off of Old Nat
Ayy, n***a walk all over you, you like a doormat
N***a wasn't bustin' off a nothing, can't afford flat
Talkin' crazy off IG, but I ignored that
Gotta wait at least six months to kill 'em after the conflict
I'ma drop the bag to the hitters, I'm on some don shit
It be sad how they label me a convict, ayy
I'm just tryna lay with me a bomb bitch
Ayy, who you know just like C4 except Saddam, bitch?
Muslims chop his neck, that Shalom shit
You can put the bitch in front of 4, you know I'm gon' hit
[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, where is all that sauce that you said that you had? I ain't seen none
Two four nicks at night, I got Kel, I got Kenan
Tried to get some bales, smelt the smell, tried to refund
I finessed that boy again, this the rerun
Smokin' Metro, but nah, I'm not with Leland
When them shots get to goin' off, I won't even run
Ayy, different states, where my Glock? I'm gon' need one
Ayy, tryna get some get-back for some bodies, I'm a demon