[Verse 1: Ls.baxkend]
Yea, Ls. on the block, got that shit on lock
[?] you know what it is
N***as tryna [?] with me, I’m not with that shit
Gotta bad lil bitch she gon [?], woah
For some simple shit, for some simple shit
Gotta bad lil’ bitch, she gon get the drop
She know what it is, she know what it is
Yea, she know what it is
They gon never try me, cuz I got the stick
If you run up on me, imma pop em like a pimple bitch
Choppa on me, in the kitchen like i’m whipping shit
N***a tryna rob me, you know he gon regret that shit
Choppa on my body, itchin tryna catch a hit
[?] that i’m gunning it
Yea

[Verse 2: xaviersobased]
Got my shooter sticked up in the car, if u wanna try sum
If he talking hot, we gon rob em
Bitch i gotta couple sons, imma father
Rock the [?] in thе club, nananana
1c shit had to shyne out
1 seat in the front, thеy behind now
Wit my n***a baxkend toting on the chop, woah
We can’t get pulled over, Ls. gunnin from the cops, woah
[?] smoking on sum ganja
She like 1 spliff punching, baby it’s the grabba
If you talking shit lil n***a, imma find you
Pull up wit the glizzy popper
Baby on my dick, because I rock designer
Walk up in the hoe with that mf, uh uhhh
She don’t love me, she a lust uhh
Ls. dumping if these n***as run up