[Intro]
(Southside on the track, yeah)
Yeah, bang bang
Yeah, lil' n***a, bang bang
Yeah, bang bang
Yeah, lil' n***a, bang bang
Let's go

[Chorus]
Young n***a with it
I really came up drillin' (Brr)
All the opps bitches
Fuck, everyone came up missin'
Got that extension (Yeah)
Get that young n***a, he trippin' (Doe Beezy)
Chopsticks shoot, make 'em back up (Brr)
Social distance (Oh really)
Masked up, ridin' through their trenches
Fake like they ballin', but really ride benches (Yeah)
Hop in the Bentley and whip it (Skrrt)
How can I not slide? N***as' bitches (Mwah)
Young Doe Beezy be drippin' (Doe Beezy)
Want her, I'm fucking her instantly (Yeah)
He got too close and I'm blickin' (Brr)
I need social distance please
[Verse 1]
Foreign came through and they heard the motor
I bet they wish they was poured up (Yeah)
I don't even smoke dead n***as no more
All of them pussies get poured up
Hop out the 'Rari, don't jump out the Rover (Skrrt)
We shoot at heads, never shot at a shoulder
She want a n***a to cry on his shoulder
Blah, blah, blah, I forgot what I told her (Oh really)
Forgot what I said when I smashed her (Yeah)
Young ignorant bastard (Doe Beezy)
Hold up, I just remembered (Hold on)
I didn't even ask her (Fool)
Icy but I never been to Alaska (Yeah)
Why you tryna race if you know my shit faster?
Don't shop with the gang, boy them n***as ain't right
They whip chickens but fentanyl on the platter
Young n***a really a vet (Yeah)
I might wake up and go buy a Corvette (Facts)
I ain't gon' flex (No)
I really ride with them shottas on deck (Gang)
Said they gon' do it, they really be cappin'
We said we gon' do it, they really get wet
Said he was up and said he was havin'
But he just applied for a stimulus check (Oh really)
[Chorus]
Young n***a with it
I really came up drillin' (Brr)
All the opps bitches
Fuck, everyone came up missin'
Got that extension (Yeah)
Get that young n***a, he trippin' (Doe Beezy)
Chopsticks shoot, make 'em back up (Brr)
Social distance (Oh really)
Masked up, ridin' through their trenches
Fake like they ballin', but really ride benches (Yeah)
Hop in the Bentley and whip it (Skrrt)
How can I not slide? N***as' bitches (Mwah)
Young Doe Beezy be drippin' (Doe Beezy)
Want her, I'm fucking her instantly (Yeah)
He got too close and I'm blickin' (Brr)
I need social distance please

[Verse 2]
You don't want war, we Wick it (Wick it)
Bet I'ma hit it, I pick it (Yeah)
Fuck up this cash, I'ma spend it (Spend it)
We ran up a million, all split it (Freebandz)
I really came from rags to riches (Yeah)
Now all these bitches wanna come tryna kick it (Mwah)
I got the dick and it hang out the blicky (Brr)
And that bitch tucked in my motherfuckin' Dickies (Oh really)
I need social distance, give me six feet (Give me six feet)
Don't come too close, that's risky, might end up six feet (Fool)
How he tote that big ass gun and he not even six feet? (Doe Beezy)
40 knocked him ten feet, dug his grave, you dig me? (Brr)
N***a run up on this shit, bet he won't get shit from me (Brr-brr)
Jealous, got his top popped 'cause he wish he was me
Riding 'round in that Lambo truck, hundred clips on that seat
I'm a stepper, he stood up, now that bitch on his knees (Fool)
[Chorus]
Young n***a with it
I really came up drillin' (Brr)
All the opps bitches
Fuck, everyone came up missin'
Got that extension (Yeah)
Get that young n***a, he trippin' (Doe Beezy)
Chopsticks shoot, make 'em back up (Brr)
Social distance (Oh really)
Masked up, ridin' through their trenches
Fake like they ballin', but really ride benches (Yeah)
Hop in the Bentley and whip it (Skrrt)
How can I not slide? N***as' bitches (Mwah)
Young Doe Beezy be drippin' (Doe Beezy)
Want her, I'm fucking her instantly (Yeah)
He got too close and I'm blickin' (Brr)
I need social distance please

[Outro]
Yeah, bang bang
Yeah, lil' n***a, bang bang
Yeah, bang bang
Yeah, lil' n***a, bang bang
Let's go
Oh really