[Intro]
This shit up in here, check
They speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin' turned to strain
Turned to strain
Huh, uh (JAYB3ATZ on it, you know that)

[Chorus]
They speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin' turned to strain (Exquisite)
Heard they just knocked off your lil' mans, he shouldn't been fuckin' playin'
Just talked to dude, he said it's off the love, this shit ain't 'bout no band
If we step on you, you try live through your son, you gon' get whacked again (That n***a Nate crazy, okay, bet)
Cold-hearted, heartless, whatever you wanna call this shit
Just know that we some steppers, I still ain't used to ballin', bitch
They ain't wanna put me in, I 'member I used to write the bitch
Get the drops, we go and spin, chew you in person on some violent shit
That bitch too fuckin' big, I ain't even try to hide the stick
I don't give a fuck if he kid, make bro 'nem euthanize the bitch
Swear this switch in the crowd, don't give no fuck 'bout who get hit
I been makin' my brother proud by knockin' n***as off the list

[Verse]
I got scoliosis, but I don't feel it when I be walkin' down
Twenty-two stick hit that bitch from a distance, it won't make a sound
Sneaky lil' bitch, I fucked on his lil' ho soon as he went around
Tag, you it, up this bitch out my pants tryna step on a clown
Mama say, "You famous, boy, go sit your stupid ass down"
Got my respect through murder (Murder, n***a), we done dropped bodies 'cross the whole town
Ain't never stepped on shit, n***as be cap as fuck with no gowns
Can't trust no n***a like me 'cause, bitch, I'm low down
I went to Mike Amiri from Tommy Hilfiger
(Lil' bro say he can't live without them pills 'cause he kill n***as)
Bitch, I'm from Mobile, when shit get real in that field, keep your steel with you
I could die today, just know I'm still with you (Still)
[Chorus]
They speak on bodies, we got plenty opps gettin' turned to strain
Heard they just knocked off your lil' mans, he shouldn't been fuckin' playin'
Just talked to dude, he said it's off the love, this shit ain't 'bout no band
If we step on you, you try live through your son, you gon' get whacked again
Cold-hearted, heartless, whatever you wanna call this shit
Just know that we some steppers, I still ain't used to ballin', bitch
They ain't wanna put me in, I 'member I used to write the bitch
Get the drops, we go and spin, chew you in person on some violent shit
That bitch too fuckin' big, I ain't even try to hide the stick
I don't give a fuck if he kid, make bro 'nem euthanize the bitch
Swear this switch in the crowd, don't give no fuck 'bout who get hit
I been makin' my brother proud by knockin' n***as off the list