[Chorus]
G26, on my hip
If he run I’mma pop that, like
Hop in the V, I ain’t talkin’ at all
I’m buggin’ for Rah Rah, like
Like, grrah, walk up on him, I’mma burn him
I ain’t doin’ no driveby, like
He got in his head, he ain’t die, like
He should’ve went bye-bye, like
I’m with the Jet, he buggin’ for pop
I told him, “Just fly dat”, like
G6 Snotty Boyz, we run the city
We takin’ watches, like
AK he gon’ take it, but he not the Makk
Brodie just starvin, grrah
Dolo skied up with a [?] and glasses, lookin’ like Marlon

[Verse 1]
Let’s take us trip
I was on the set with a Jet and a Trend
We end up on-, we end up on fifth
We 8 deep, with 8 G-locks
Who do it like-, who do it like this?
Like, that bitch a thot off the Don
She too drunk, she cannot get hit
Like, I was just stuck in my thoughts
This shit got real, so I take me a trip
(8OH, like, 10 toes, never fold)
Like, I did this shit on my own
They think I be lackin’, I’mma make it home
Designer my drip, I’m wearin’ all chrome
My ex a thot, she wanna come home
(I got the [?], and throw for the low)
(We run up the trap, now that n***a gone)
[Bridge]
Bitch, grrah (bow, bow), yeah
[?], he run on the spot
Hit him in his-, like, like, yeah
Grrah, word to my dead
[?]
Your bitch a thot, she wanna have-
Like
(Your bitch a thot, she wanna have sex)
Bitch

[Verse 2]
Your bitch a thot, she wanna sex
Like, she gonna do me, the bro’s in the trap
Bro tryna shoot for the kill in BK
Told bro “we don’t play for the Nets”
I got a leg and she want DThang
So fuck it, I’m onto the next
(Like, I know a couple n***as duckin’ reck)
(And I know a couple n***as tryna click)
(And I know a couple n***as who got hit)
(Gotta stay on my G, n***as movin’ diff’)
Told bro, don’t lack for the mish
That bitch a line, she dyin’ with him
Like, you tryna send me but [?]
Big G6, I’m flyin’ with him
[Chorus]
G26, on my hip
If he run I’mma pop that, like
Hop in the V, I ain’t talkin’ at all
I’m buggin’ for Rah Rah, like
Like, grrah, walk up on him, I’mma burn him
I ain’t doin’ no driveby, like
He got in his head, he ain’t die, like
He should’ve went bye-bye, like
I’m with the Jet, he buggin’ for pop
I told him, “Just fly dat”, like
G6 Snotty Boyz, we run the city
We takin’ watches, like
AK he gon’ take it, but he not the Makk
Brodie just starvin, grrah
Dolo skied up with a [?] and glasses, lookin’ like Marlon