[Intro: Lil Keed]
(Ha-ha, Jkari)
That's the motherfucker, man
Homixide, down to ride

[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Can't ride with us if you ain't used to rackin' (Woo)
Nah, don't lace up them boots if you ain't used to steppin' (Let's go)
I'm switchin' these bitches like Rubik's Cube (Switchin' like)
Yes, we tell her whatever, we havin' finesse (Let's go)
Nah, don't kiss and we ain't cappin' 'bout that
Yeah, carry stick 'round, n***a, no vest (Slatt, stick, stick)
You pay the highs and I pay less (Yeah)
I'm on the ocean, yeah, my vibe the best (Keed talk to 'em, let's go)
In that Maybach, yеah, I switch the colors in it (I switch the colors in it), yeah, I just pullеd up with a bitch
Yeah, you know I switched the cars out, put the vans on 'em but the Jaguar rented (Skrr, skrr)
She seen the money, she wanna call off (Woo)
She been blowin' me up, check my calllog (Woo)
Yeah, dick in her mouth leave her lockjawed (Lockjaw)
And that Glock to his face leave him knocked off (Woo)

[Verse 1: Lil Gotit]
V12 the Maybach, I'm riding with lil' K
Impressed 'bout no paper, I pay what I weigh
Bring out these choppers, yeah, they on the way
Don't care 'bout that pussy lil' bae, give me face
Jumped off the porch, ran up 300k
Yeah, I went broke hard that shit was a phase
Stayed down, I stack it, I motherfuckin' prayed
Look at me now and I'm drippin', I'm paid
Boy, I been drippin' way 'fore I met Gunna
Put five on yo' head like the number one Stunna
Bitch you ain't slick, had to stroke with a condom
They had the trap on Donley doin' numbers
Soon as I lost that ring I got another
We all YSL, we're bangin' different colors
That Cullinan red and white look like some bev'
They livin' but steady screaming out "Help me" (Pussy ass n***a)
Ran up a check with my brother Lil Keed
Bottega the jeans, my hair scent CELINE
FN got a beam
Chanel on the shoes, the only two Cs
I'm banging Bs these bullets gon' sting
Emeralds in my ring, park up the SRT
We tearin' up the streets
Doors out the jeep, shoot it up for weeks
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Can't ride with us if you ain't used to rackin' (Woo)
Nah, don't lace up them boots if you ain't used to steppin' (Let's go)
I'm switchin' these bitches like Rubik's Cube (Switchin' like)
Yes, we tell her whatever, we havin' finesse (Let's go)
Nah, don't kiss and we ain't cappin' 'bout that
Yeah, carry stick 'round, n***a, no vest (Slatt, stick, stick)
You pay the highs and I pay less (Yeah)
I'm on the ocean, yeah, my vibe the best (Keed talk to 'em, let's go)
In that Maybach, yeah, I switch the colors in it (I switch the colors in it), yeah, I just pulled up with a bitch
Yeah, you know I switched the cars out, put the vans on 'em but the Jaguar rented (Skrr, skrr)
She seen the money, she wanna call off (Woo)
She been blowin' me up, check my calllog (Woo)
Yeah, dick in her mouth leave her lockjawed (Lockjaw)
And that Glock to his face leave him knocked off (Woo)

[Verse 2: R5 Homixide]
Got a switch on my Glock when I'm eatin' out
I can't count all the bodies I seen now (Bodies I seen now)
I be hittin' her when she freaked out (Freaked out)
Ain't no racks in the safe, we get cleaned out (Cleaned out)
Lil Gotit my brother, know Keed is my brother (Keed is my brother), we ride with them sticks and we stick with each other (Stick with each other)
When we out from the gutter, that shit made us brothers
Look you in your eye and hit you with that cutter (That cutter)
Know that we screamin' "Free Problem" (Free Problem)
We poppin' Bel-Air bottle (Bottle)
High hills, fuckin' on models (Model)
Hit her with a dick, make her hollow (Hollow)
Get what else, can't get dollar (Dollar)
I done popped a Xan, n***a try it (Try it)
In Miami we gettin' tied up (Tied up)
Get money, yeah, get a lot of it (Shit)
Uh huh, addicted to guns and ammunition, huh, God damn (Whole lotta guns and ammunition)
N***a get killed, they sneak dissin' (For real, that shit don't lay in the streets like that)
Damn, ain't no 3L get Lam' missin'
N***a ain't even steppin', n***a, put a pair of boots on
Slatt
[Chorus: Lil Keed]
Can't ride with us if you ain't used to rackin' (Woo)
Nah, don't lace up them boots if you ain't used to steppin' (Let's go)
I'm switchin' these bitches like Rubik's Cube (Switchin' like)
Yes, we tell her whatever, we havin' finesse (Let's go)
Nah, don't kiss and we ain't cappin' 'bout that
Yeah, carry stick 'round, n***a, no vest (Slatt, stick, stick)
You pay the highs and I pay less (Yeah)
I'm on the ocean, yeah, my vibe the best (Keed talk to 'em, let's go)
In that Maybach, yeah, I switch the colors in it (I switch the colors in it), yeah, I just pulled up with a bitch
Yeah, you know I switched the cars out, put the vans on 'em but the Jaguar rented (Skrr, skrr)
She seen the money, she wanna call off (Woo)
She been blowin' me up, check my calllog (Woo)
Yeah, dick in her mouth leave her lockjawed (Lockjaw)
And that Glock to his face leave him knocked off (Woo)

[Outro: Lil Keed]
Let's go