[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Kayoh, cook it up)
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em (Dig)
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em

[Verse 1: UnoTheActivist]
I got the bag, it's on me for sure
I ain't got time to focus on hoes
N***as ain't with it, they really gon' die over clothes
I got a opp in the city, I'm keeping it close
I'm gonna pop at your bitty, you dissing my bro
I know that I'm lit and they biting my flow
They like termites the way these boys biting my flow
Put a 'Wood in the air, you know I want thе smoke
I'm like a chimney, bitch, I want thе smoke
I'm like the fire chief, I want the smoke
Seen 'em on IG, they tryna provoke
I seen your paperwork, your street card revoked
It's cold outside, I keep the heat in my coat
These bitches on me like a motherfucking coat
I'm covered in green, I feel like the Hulk
She just want sex and wan' fight all my hoes
[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Kayoh, cook it up, dig)
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em

[Verse 2: UnoTheActivist]
I take the Glock and go get 'em
I need some birds, about ten of 'em
She just got her some new titties, I'm feeling 'em
And that was your bitch, well I'm sorry, she hit at 'em
I got a Uzi, I'm killing 'em
Sorry, was never a friend of 'em
I jump on the stage, my chain swing like a pendulum
She started to go crazy, go crazy on Ritalin
It's a race to the moon
It's a race to the moon [?] stop fitting in
And the stars are aligned, it feel like a coincidence

[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Kayoh, cook it up)
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em (Dig)
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em
[Verse 3: Black Fortune]
If the police behind me, I'm grabbing the dope and I tell my lil' baby to sit on it
I put the flame on the Pyrex, I had to rock the work up like I'm putting cement on it
Fuck-n***a I know where you stay, I'ma lurk where you live, if you get out of line, I'ma spin on you
I'm in the SRT but they ain't see me when I slid 'cause I put the tint on it
Yeah, I [?] a homi', you say you a shooter, we can go body for body
I send the dope to North Memphis like Gotti
At the show fucking bitches in the port-a-potty
I'm from Ethiopia, I'm Ethiopian but I got shooters way deep in Somalia
I've been collecting choppas on me, that's a hobby
If you run up on me, you'll get left in the lobby

[Chorus: UnoTheActivist]
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Kayoh, cook it up)
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I get the bag, now I'm lit
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em (Dig)
I see a opp then I spit at 'em
They tryna be friends
I'm tryna go get at 'em