[Chorus: OsamaSon]
(Oh) I'ma run to the racks can’t see no drought
Put the Glock on, Lil n***a, don’t bounce
He sipping on green lean, (Psh) like how
N***a want smoke, we gone bomb your house
Say, I’m with the gang, finna pull up right now

[Verse 1: OsamaSon]
He ain’t on shit better, calm that down
N-N***a too late, this my pack now
3–, 392, hear the ScatPack growl
Just popped 2 percs so I can’t back down
T—, Team death match, no you can’t back out
D—, Drink a whole pint, I’m alive like how
Bro, he too cool, he might slime you out
Got a house full of hoes, no fags allowed

[Chorus: OsamaSon]
(Oh) I'ma run to the racks can’t see no drought
Put the Glock on, Lil n***a, don’t bounce
He sipping on green lean, (Psh) like how
N***a want smoke, we gone bomb your house
Say, I’m with the gang, finna pull up right now

[Verse 2: Lee]
Say you a shooter but, n***a I doubt it
Lil—, Lil n***a want smokе, so come out
223’s, gone take your housе
I don’t want head, pull up that blouse
B—, Bitch, I’m cap, come give me that mouth
Pop 2 buds', I’m going down
When we fuck, don’t make a sound
Blue tips, they gone split your crown
What's—, What's up on my waist? N***a that’s a lil' ol' chop'
I just came in with that 30 Glock, but he don’t want smoke
White—, White bitch and she doing snow
Bitch, I don’t want you no more
Me—, Me in Marley in the trap and we whip it on the stove
I just poured me a whole pint, but these n***as wouldn’t know
This—, This hoe asked to hit my cup, bitch, I think you lost control
And—, And she that I’m too much, yeah bitch, I already know