[Intro]
Huh
Let's get it, man

[Chorus]
I can tell a lil' story 'bout a bad kid ('Bout a bad kid)
He ain't even have bread for a sandwich (No, no)
I can really pull a forty off of my hip (Bap!)
But my lil' n***a said he rather have it (Said he rather have it)
He was shooting like he was playing for the Mavericks (Playing for the Mavericks)
White boy shoot his shot, Luka Doncic (Luka Doncic)
He had a mind on his head, then he lost it (But he lost it)
Bullet turn mod mon, let's be honest (Let's be honest)
I can tell a lil' story 'bout a bad kid (Bad kid)
He ain't even have bread for a sandwich (No, no)
I can really pull a forty off of my hip (Bap!)
But my lil' n***a said hе rather have it (Said he rathеr have it)
He was shooting like he was playing for the Mavericks (Oh, Oh)
White boy shoot his shot, Luka Doncic (Luka Doncic)
He had a mind on his head, then he lost it (And it's gone)
Bullet turn mod mon, let's be honest (Let's be honest)

[Verse 1]
Run him down, they gon' do it for the profit (Profit)
And keep it safe from the opps and the dawgs dem (And the dawgs dem)
In cold world, n***a better have a tight grip (Cold world)
Bundle up, it get cold when it [?]
In summer time, shooters out with a cold heart (Bow!)
And he was tryna make a bomb like he Tony Stark (Tony Stark)
He was shooting, he was hopping out of moving cars (Cars)
Tom Cruise, James Bond, he a movie star
[Chorus]
I can tell a lil' story 'bout a bad kid ('Bout a bad kid)
He ain't even have bread for a sandwich (No, no)
I can really pull a forty off of my hip (Bap!)
But my lil' n***a said he rather have it (Said he rather have it)
He was shooting like he was playing for the Mavericks (Playing for the Mavericks)

[Verse 2]
Mama crying, it was rent that was past due (Past due)
I had a dream 'bout a beach out in Cancún (Wow!)
But it was straps in the hood with the racoons (Facts!)
And it was clips that was looking like a half moon (All facts)
When it snows, blood spilled in a cold place (Cold place)
Gloves on for the heat in the doorway (In the doorway)
Bundle up, he get flied like he MJ (Fly!)
I was ten when I realized that it's not safe (Facts)
Had no choice, run around with the .38 (.38)
Half my n***as probably sitting at the Pearly Gates (Man, he gone)
And tell a n***a take time, homie don't wait (Don't wait)
I'll be here for a while 'cause I shoot straight (It's Ron Dawg)
Ron Dawg, I'm a dawg with a mandate (Ron Dawg)
Keep it real with you, dawgs never be a snake (Nah)
Never ask, stack bread for your kid's sake (Stack it up)
And it get hot in the city on a cold day (Or really hot)

[Chorus]
I can tell a lil' story 'bout a bad kid (Wow!)
He ain't even have bread for a sandwich (No, no)
I can really pull a forty off of my hip (Bap!)
But my lil' n***a said he rather have it (Said he rather have it)
He was shooting like he was playing for the Mavericks (Playing for the Mavericks)
White boy shoot his shot, Luka Doncic (Luka Doncic)
He had a mind on his head, then he lost it (But he lost it)
Bullet turn mod mon, let's be honest (Let's be honest)
I can tell a lil' story 'bout a bad kid (Bad kid)
He ain't even have bread for a sandwich (No, no)
I can really pull a forty off of my hip (Bap!)
But my lil' n***a said he rather have it (Said he rather have it)
He was shooting like he was playing for the Mavericks (Oh, Oh)
White boy shoot his shot, Luka Doncic (Luka Doncic)
He had a mind on his head, then he lost it (And it's gone)
Bullet turn mod mon, let's be honest (Let's be honest)