[Intro: Jace!]
N***as just gotta understand, like
How it feels to be in the position (Boy-)
To have so many negative things being said to me
With so much negative shit goin' on (Boy- that's them)
As far as like, y'all my supporters, bro, it means a lot (Boy, fuck you n***a)
It really do (Fuck you n***a)

[Chorus]
Woke up to some fuckin' bands (Bee, bee)
Worst part is you broke and mad (Bee, bee)
I-I was just makin' that four-door drag
Give a fuck 'bout a bitch, she a gnat (She a gnat)
We finna go spend checks on that
Coup-couple racks in this LV bag (Bee, bee)
Brand-new chain, I don't need no flash
Check came in, gotta pay my slatt (Slime, slime)
Late night workin', you just slack (Let's go)
Pull-pull up to the hood and they like, "Slime back" (Slatt)
Slide with Lil Rell, he shootin' back (Lil Rell)
Shoutout my (Shh), free my (Shh), no bail
Young n***a causin' hell
Got-gotta send money through the mail (Yeah)

[Verse]
I told my shooter, I got you
Bitch, I'm up as fuck, I'm not you (No)
See me, and yo' ho ass not shootin' (Yuh)
I-I get fly ho, shit is not new (Yuh)
Hop up out the whip and pop you (Buh, buh, buh, buh, buh)
I got three damn phones, don't answer (Brr)
Yuh-yuh, told her call me "Bands-up"
Yuh, 'cause I got my bands up
YSL jeans, can't pull my pants up (No)
Wa-watch yo' ho, she got no manners
I was just kickin' it with a cancer (Kick, kick)
Watch my slime 'cause he gon' blam ya' (Slime)
LV bag hold a hundred bands (Bee, bee)
Me and my gang kill a hundred men (Yuh)
Twenty bands just for your head, what you sayin'?
I'm in the creek with a Glock and a chop
X, Percs, lean, n***a, come and shop (Come shop)
Shit hurt my soul when slime got shot (Damn)
Wi-wish you was here to see me pop
Wo-worst part is I miss my dog
Worst part is I miss my dog
Worst part is I miss my dog
I'ma go slide 'til n***as fall
I ain't tryna hear shit from all y'all
But I gotta keep goin', I told slatt, "You can't give up" (Nah)
Wish that you could pick up (Brr)
Not lookin' at the bigger picture (No)
But just know lil' cous' I miss ya' (Yeah)
Went out fed, I don't talk to my sister (My sis', my sis')
Now you know I ain't fuckin' with ya' (I ain't fuckin')
Had to get my bread up yeah, lil' n***a (Yeah)
[Chorus]
Woke up to some fuckin' bands (Bee, bee)
Worst part is you broke and mad (Bee, bee)
I-I was just makin' that four-door drag
Give a fuck 'bout a bitch, she a gnat (She a gnat)
We finna go spend checks on that
Coup-couple racks in this LV bag (Bee, bee)
Brand-new chain, I don't need no flash
Check came in, gotta pay my slatt (Slime, slime)
Late night workin', you just slack (Let's go)
Pull-pull up to the hood and they like, "Slime back" (Slatt)
Slide with Lil Rell, he shooting back (Lil Rell)
Shoutout my (Shh), free my (Shh), no bail
Young n***a causin' hell
Got-gotta send money through the mail (Yeah, Boy, fuck you n***a)

[Outro]
(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee, fuck you n***a)
(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee)
(Bee, bee)
(Straight like that, n***a)
(That’s them, y’all wanna get shot at?)