[Intro]
(Oh, that's MJ)
Alright
Yeah, alright
(Cam, you bumped this ho)
Uh
Uh
(NK, what you got?)

[Verse 1]
Uh, huh, get even with it, n***a, get even with it
Ain't no linkin' when it's beef, n***a, the Foxes ain't never split it
N***a, we ain't never did it, never call to see who ridin' with us
Rule number one, don't let 'em hang if they ain't gang with it
Uh, uh, uh, I ain't lettin' no new n***a in this circle, that fake shit hurt
Uh, I can get 'em killed on, G Pill, I can just pick it—
Uh, alright
Mama said, "Stay safe," I'm like, "Alright"
I know anybody can get it, I ain't worried 'bout shit, perfect aim, not alright
I got my lil' brothers ready to cap out and hitchhike
If I pay 'em ten tonizzight
My young n***a said just put his name in a song, he'll get your ass gone by midnight
Feelin' like 50 with all this cheese, got power, n***a ass 'bout to get right
Feelin' like 50, got all this— uh, yeah, yeah
I send a hit through vanish mode, boy, you better vanish homes
They can't talk this gangster shit like me, n***a, I'm hands-on
Thousand dollars for these damn shoes, I got my Pradas on
Some of these n***as left a Fox for dead, turnt up on my own
Let me turn my mackin' on, got the recipe to her thong
I got the drop on them boys, ain't no X out here, I invest in drones
Every step you take, I'm watchin', n***a, how I remote control
I got the backpack on when I'm in the trenches, that mean the dope controlled
I just sat back and watched, unc' poured a house in the Styrofoam
Met this Colombian, bad as hell, I ain't put no condom on
I'm a gangster, when I'm with my slimes, I get my slime on
Get your shine on, never mind, those some fake-ass rhinestones
I know these n***as ain't want the Fox to blow up 'cause, n***a, I see that now
N***a must forgot, before I was on break, I had choppers on side the house
Dope inside the couch, n***a, all that shit was at my grandma house
I really came from a trap environment, as you see, n***a, that's all I talk about
Huh, "Fatt, hit the club with me," I ain't gettin' paid if I don't come out the house
How much you want? Call CPL Jo, this shit ain't no cap, I want fifteen thou'
Bagg want two hundred, they can't afford it, so they want the Fox right now
Two for thirty, meet CPL Jo, chop all that shit right down
[Interlude]
Uh, n***a (Alright, alright, alright)
Yeah, keep it goin', keep the beat flowin', keep the beat flowin'
Keep it goin', keep it goin'
Say less, say less

[Verse 2]
I got it lit as a bitch with a round
I could take a fifty out my bank account
I'm tryna get a couple n***as put in the 'spital, I'll pay that shit right now
Before I signed, I had dope around
I'm hot for real, I'm the talk of the town
Glocks and killers in a Sprinter, Fatt Fox puttin' that bitch on the run right now

[Outro]
N***a
Alright, alright, yeah, alright
Alright, uh, alright, yeah, alright
Pussy
Alright