[Verse 1: RTB MB]
Hundred hundreds in my pocket, I'm just waitin' for the damn drop
RTB the gang, I'm with my n***as like it's Sandlot
She in the strip, she askin', "Why these hoes love you?" I got bands, watch
Talkin' crazy on the 'Gram, type shit to get your mans popped
Make me mad, flash out like Nat Turner, get your clan dropped
I'm different, I just whooped a n***a ass with a tan Glock
I ain't Irish, but I'm always around green like a shamrock
Fuckin' with me like tryna put your hands on Jackie Chan watch

[Verse 2: L NUN]
Yeah, call the AR diva 'cause it do a lot
We ain't 'bout to square up, but we gon' put him in a box
Shit, I'm really in the field, but I ain't got no cleats on
Hated when wе used the stove whеn we ain't have no heat on
Card came with twenty on it, but I gave her 3K
Had to fit my profile, so I brought a briefcase
This punch paid my TruthFinder, I don't never reuse it
N***a, don't stop shootin' 'til the cart stop movin'

[Verse 3: RTB MB]
Tryna make an empire off that Cookie, not Lucious
You can't go nowhere off this blitz, n***a, stop jukin'
I ate a five-star meal before the pill, I'm not pukin'
I step back and rack my blick, like T-Mac, I'm not losin'
We number one, y'all runner-up, but never runnin' up
I ain't in my feelings 'bout no bitch 'cause I'm a hundred up
Chopstick hit him in his stomach, he got his tummy tucked
All my guns got batteries, don't wake the Energizer Bunny up
[Verse 4: L NUN]
Fifty sticks in the crib, naw, we ain't in the Navy
Naw, I ain't MB, but I'm a real trench baby
We never hit the same court 'cause you n***as kept losin'
You Ben Simmons, had your shot, but n***a, you was scared to shoot it
Chillin' in my driveway, I got flicked by the narcs
You ever came up short, but the path was so far?
If we got smoke, it's up forever like the Pistons and the Bulls
I won't leave out the crib unless I'm 'bout to hit a jugg

[Verse 5: RTB MB]
N***a, I can't leave the crib without my keys and my Glock
Boy, don't get your ass stung, I got bees on the block
Treat your bitch just like dirt, puttin' seeds on her top
I need medicals, pourin' threes of the Wock'
N***a, poured a six of that Actavis
I was young as hell, hidin' blicks in my mattresses
Nowadays I be fuckin' singers and them actresses
Brodie really ridin' 'round with switch, n***as blasphemous
I know I rapped an eight, this beat sweet, let me rap to this
Fuckin' on your girl, go get the cam, come and capture this
Hell yeah, all my n***as gettin' pape' 'til that rapture hit
This mask not for COVID, n***a, I'm tryna wrap a brick