[Intro]
*Rambo Way*
You fuckin' up shit man
Better come correct little mister

[Verse 1]
Come correct when you fuckin' wit' a real n***a
Stripes on all the time, Freddy Krueger fit
Lane switchin' brain kickin
What's yo name n***a
Finna take all my young boy, might need a raise n***a
In a wrath n***a
Muddy drank, kissin' pink, but my tag thicker
Thick bitch, fuck around might have to make her thicker
Painting pictures for these n***as so my vision clearer
Body bag ya bitch, I ain't taggin' shit
She just fucked you cause she seen you on my gram and shit
You wanna fuck on bad hoes that's a average bitch
Know my stamina's never low you know I'm bagin' shit
Thirsty n***a flippin' E, he gotta add the bitch
Woah, woah, woah
That boy no star, come hop in my car
Ion take no bars, I just spit these bars
Sippin' bloody Tech
All she get is quit, crackin' at yo neck
Whoa, aye, whoa