[Intro: BiC Fizzle]
Ayy
(Tray808 on the beat)

[Verse 1: BiC Fizzle]
Couldn't even hear it, too damn local
I see the hate through my Cartier focals
Know I'm one deep with this Glock 23
I'll fade me a bitch on the 'net and go global
1Klan, I put the set on my shoulder
My neck, and my wrist, bitch, I'm lit 'til I'm older
Bought some more shit just 'cause I'm havin' motion
I get your bitch pussy wet as the ocean
Ten toes, protectin' my neck like a trophy
Damn near overslept, I was too loaded
Just did the dash, somethin' fast as a jet
Smoked out like the goddamn motor exploded
Come in the trap tryna buy a few grams
I ain't got shit for your ass, not Odie
I'm slammin' sixteen packs like Yoki
Still on the Blue Malibu, out posted, yeah

[Chorus: BiC Fizzle]
Reminded myself that I'm next, uh
Woke up in the morning, throw on my baguettes
Tie up my Forces, make me a serve
Y'all n***as wake up and go play internet
Bad bitch bangin' the set, too hard
Klan shit, gotta pay your respect
Walk up, walk up, I ain't tryna talk much
No disrespect, if you play, then you wet, uh
[Verse 2: BiC Fizzle]
Pockets on fat, chain on wet
I don't 'posed to be armed, but I'm strapped with a TEC
Ayy, get the whole crew, it don't matter who next
Every day like Christmas, I'm blessin' the next
I'ma drop me a bag 'fore I stress 'bout a n***a
Four-five with a flat, call this bitch a four-nickel
On the block every day, come and snap me a picture
Got too many straps to be scrappin' with n***as
Ayy, too much artillery, n***as be killin' me
Don't make me start givin' out bad energy
Shootout today, they gon' point out who did it
Or go make a post, we gon' hit up the city
Yeah, just bought my partner a chop with some titties
We pop out together and fuck up the scenery
Stacked me up fifty and then I repeated it
Group of young n***as, they don't know who leadin' it, yeah

[Chorus: BiC Fizzle]
Reminded myself that I'm next, uh
Woke up in the morning, throw on my baguettes
Tie up my Forces, make me a serve
Y'all n***as wake up and go play internet
Bad bitch bangin' the set, too hard
Klan shit, gotta pay your respect
Walk up, walk up, I ain't tryna talk much
No disrespect, if you play, then you wet
[Verse 3: KATO2X]
Yeah, beefin' with us, wear a vest (Oh yeah)
I don't got security, but n***as get checked (Go crazy)
The ice on my wrist all the way up to my neck
Regular day, got it on, I ain't tryna impress (Shit regular)
Fizzle got some bitches in the studio wet
Soon as I walk in, bitches gettin' undressed (You know it)
Half a million in jewelry, I'm totin' on the best
Got switches and Dracs, get fouled like a tech
Got all this ice, I don't know what's next (What's next?)
Like a Cuban link, just give me neck
N***as can't see me and I never let (Never let 'em)
Fuck a security, go cop a Patek
Turntest in the city, n***a, what you wanna bet? (Oh yeah)
You ain't gotta throw 'em them bodies, we catch (Catch)
Free my killers locked down doin' stretch (Ayy, free 'em)
I was that n***a 'fore me and you met, n***a, the fuck?

[Chorus: BiC Fizzle]
Reminded myself that I'm next, uh
Woke up in the morning, throw on my baguettes
Tie up my Forces, make me a serve
Y'all n***as wake up and go play internet
Bad bitch bangin' the set, too hard
Klan shit, gotta pay your respect
Walk up, walk up, I ain't tryna talk much
No disrespect, if you play, then you wet, uh
[Outro: BiC Fizzle]
Don't jump in that water
You don't want a young n***a to stop at your house
Uh, like seven o'clock, uh
Just waitin', soon as a n***a pop out (Pop, pop)
Young n***a shit, uh
Don't take, mmm-mmm, don't play with this shit