[Intro]
Nobody beats safe
Nobody beats is safe
Know what I'm talking bout
Yeah
Here we go
Look

[Hook]
Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands, then we see em' and we gunning man
Yo bitch, she wit it, we eat it, I'm tryna tell you what we done today
I'm tryna get money, stack up to the ceiling
Broke, I'm never going back
These be n***as be hating cause I just be making these racks and I'm showing that
If I get the bird, break it all down and go through the pack
Yo hustling just took a curve
Man, you fucked up and you blew the pack
Yo bitch, I be fucking the world
She get on my nerves and I flew her back
The choppa clip got on the curve, man I can't wait to go shoot with that

[Verse]
N***as be hating but I am not tripping
I'm already use to that
My Bloodz in the Bity be boolin', my clique be like cuz "where you coolin' at?"
When I was on Molly, bound to catch a body
I swear I'm a fool with that
Every shootout I been in, they shot at me
Boy, I would shoot em' back
I'm bout the toolery
Any beat they had me
What did you to me?
Gotta rip or strip, give you the eulogy
Cause the other rappers give you buffoonery
Suck on that pussy then fuck it up stupidly
Thinking you tough but n***a you food to me
N***a don't know me just tell em' to Google me
Thinking I'm slipping, that pistol stay glued to me
Wet up ya block and we do it so brutally
Boy, with these hollows they cost you your jewelry
All of my partners, we moving in unity
Go through these bitches so fluently
After they show us they nudity, we fuck em' then give em' up usually
If she not mine then I swear that she soon to be
N***a, the slum is always my community
N***a, what's happening?
I'm really trappin'
Gotta be about it
Lights, camera, action
If we don't know you, you wanted
We taxing
If you a enemy, n***a we smashing
Long as the money keep coming and stacking
N***as stay thugging, ain't worried bout no fashion
Had this shit on for a week straight
Tryna make sure my folks eat straight
N***a, what's happening?

[Hook]
Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands, then we see em' and we gunning man
Yo bitch, she wit it, we eat it, I'm tryna tell you what we done today
I'm tryna get money, stack up to the ceiling
Broke, I'm never going back
These be n***as be hating cause I just be making these racks and I'm showing that
If I get the bird, break it all down and go through the pack
Yo hustling just took a curve
Man, you fucked up and you blew the pack
Yo bitch, I be fucking the world
She get on my nerves and I flew her back
The choppa clip got on the curve, man I can't wait to go shoot with that