[Intro: Lil Al]
Damn
What up, Ri? (Reuel, stop playin' with these n***as)
Ayy (What up, B?)
Yeah (Lil Al)

[Verse 1: Lil Al]
When I touch down, I get the bag and go MIA
Always keep a strap on my hip, don't get in my way
Hit her from the back 'cause she got ass and grip on her waist
Bitch, I keep a stack, my heart on ice, I feel just like Rod Wave
This bitch a trick, she wanna have my babies
Give her Perc' dick, the type of shit'll make a bitch go crazy
She ain't worth it, I'll have my n***as try to come and save me
From this Birkin, this bitch really tryna have my payments
Woo, damn, that's my energy
Pop a n***a in his head for talkin', ain't no sympathy
But really, that's the ADHD, it's not the really mе
If you want the smoke, then closе your eyes before and picture me
You better think twice, 'cause I don't think you want it
These n***as say they always get money, but they don't be on shit
Ain't gotta lie, my n***as know what's up, they tell me keep goin'
Ain't gotta keep no stylist on me, I'm my own Rick Owen
Stabbin' off and slide in the Scat like this bitch stolen
Been grindin' every day of my life, I gotta get noticed
These n***as dick suck, don't wanna be there when you at your lowest
Talkin' all that shit about n***as, don't know your bitch foldin'
[Verse 2: Laylow B]
Like for real, these n***as really in the way, though
All these n***as soft, get to foldin' like Play-Doh
It's the truth, n***as only talkin' tough in the booth
Call my n***a Al, he got that— and he gon' shoot
N***as out here Crippin', poppin' fours like Fantastic
N***as strapped and we swingin' with them poles like gymnastics
They'll do anything, tryna make the news like Scholastic
Take a n***a shit, act like I don't know, then be dramatic
What you tryna do? I'll pop you and your mans
If you feel like Goku with your whole crew, then go Super Saiyan
Captain Save-a-Ho, n***a, you ain't Superman
My n***as feelin' special with the money, we got stupid bands
Can't hear what n***as sayin', I don't speak they language
N***a switch up, might fuck around and hit his main bitch
Don't give up, goin' on the gas and I'ma lane switch
Your n***as bangin' both sides, you gon' let 'em gang switch?
Yeah, you won't catch my n***as doin' that
Stomp a n***a head in, leave his brain flat
My n***as driftin' back-to-back, you in the same Scat
N***as out here fuckin' dirty hoes like why you claim that?

[Verse 3: Rio Da Yung OG]
This ain't a park, but I'll slide and swing two K's
I been pourin' eight, eight, eight, eights the last two days
I just middlemanned three 'bows and made 2K
Cuban link choker for my bitch, 22K
Just jumped off the plane, hundred 'bows in the suitcase
N***as wearin' fake B22s, how much your shoes weigh?
Alright, it's a new day
I got fifty racks on me right now, the blue way
Listen, you can die now or later, it go two ways
Lining n***as up with the nine, you want a new fade?
Ain't have no gun, I beat his ass and choked him out with my shoelace
If a n***a try the gang, then I'ma bleed him like Blueface
[Verse 4: Peezy]
I was last spotted by TMZ in a new Wraith
I went out of town without permission, caught a new case
Twenty-five hundred for my kicks, don't tie the shoelace
Thirty-five hundred for a pint of Wock', no, this ain't Kool-Aid
They said, "He ain't gettin' money," I said, "Who ain't?"
Got so many racks in BOA, I need a new bank
Two-tone Audemars Piguet, that bitch two-faced
Drunk a whole pint in one day and caught a toothache
Ask around, I been a street n***a my whole life
Since I got money, I don't wear the same clothes twice
Met a bad bitch, she wanna stay with me the whole night
But she can't come with me unless she payin' for her own flight

[Verse 5: Lil Al]
Need the 'bow, I'm gon' tax you
If you not my mans, don't come at me
Got a freaky bitch, she gon' fuck when I tell her, she just nasty
Better talk the bag or don't ask me
I'll stretch a n***a, I ain't talkin' Laffy Taffy

[Verse 6: Laylow B]
I'll get shit movin' without movin', telekinesis (Get it gone)
You can say you love me, without trust, it don't mean shit
If I cause a mess, I don't stress, I just clean shit
You know my shot is green the way I jump and release it