[Intro]
Aye, bitch, aye, go,go,go
It's just me (It's just me right now)
This the real side of me, y'know?
It's just us (Rrr, rrr, rrr, rrr)
Y'know this-- This what I'm on right now

[Chorus]
We double back on a lot of these n***as, spin back get the work, I ain't done
I get to hypin' up all of these bitches, you can have two n***as at once
Can't lie, I done came me a long ass way, and you know Lil' Jace grew up
Where yo' pipe?, tote that bitch, matter fact, throw the hood up
I'm finna put the chain on, Big gun, that bitch che-gun
We get to sendin' bullets to these n***as, It's goin' back and forth like chain mail
He be talkin' like it, but he ain't real, he be talkin' like it but he ain't
I can't look at these bitches, they fake
They know Cujo done had a lil' rank

[Verse]
They know TopKid done had a lil' rank
I be too high, don't know what I'm sayin'
I just went put Drac' in denim tears
That bitch cost a lil' brick, I ain't playin'
N***as pocket-watchin' my advance
I had way more money since then
Bitch stop kickin', lynch 'em like the clan
"Mr. Hit A N***a In His Shit"
[Bridge]
Aye, bitch, y'know
I'ma come back in
This just what it is right now
I know, I know, I- I, I make alot of people mad
But, y'know, I just- I just, All I know Is be me
For real, You gotta get with it

[Verse 2]
I be the one on top of this shit, I ain't playin' no lil' n***a mixtape
Cujo be the one who be slidin' on shit, he gon' leave a lil' n***a with shit stains
I be the one that be fuckin' yo' bitch, they want me to put 'em on OnlyFans
I be the one that be fightin' them switches, they tryna talk about me like Pophunna
I am the one that be fightin' the switches, they tryna talk about me like I'm Gunna
Cujo the one that's gon' really get busy, he slidin' on n***as like its fun
Sum-Sum-Sum, Like, somethin', somethin', Lil' Jace dropped out just to be a gunner
I'm tryna run into him, we don't shoot from a distance, Just hop out of Hummer (Rrr)

[Chorus]
We double back on a lot of these n***as, spin back get the work, I ain't done
I get to hypin' up all of these bitches, you can have two n***as at once
Can't lie, I done came me a long ass way, and you know Lil' Jace grew up
Where yo' pipe?, tote that bitch, matter fact, throw the hood up
I'm finna put the chain on, Big gun, that bitch che-gun
We get to sendin' bullets to these n***as, It's goin' back and forth like chain mail
He be talkin' like it, but he ain't real, he be talkin' like it but he ain't
I can't look at these bitches, they fake
They know Cujo done had a lil' rank
[Outro]
Rank, N***a