[Chorus: Thato Saul]
I ain't dead, my homie, you can put it on me
I ride there with homies, you can put it on me
My grade is A grade, I keep it on a roll
Prolly got my head caved, I keep it on the low
I keep very solid on my side
And I keep for my brother I'ma slide
I ain't dead, my homie, you can put it on me
Put it on me (Yeah), put it on me

[Verse 1: Thato Saul]
These n***a gorillas, they ain't playin'
Baboon n***as everyday gettin' slained
I take the, S out of Spain, your ankles will get sprained
That's if you think this a game
Sugar coaters you'll be cane
I be in side of my pocket, hang around likе a locket
Every shot I cock it
I take this, I won't drop it
I rеally will take the game for every little gain
You n***as pop it but when it came to the actions you never rock it
I'll cock it over and over, I will move like a Rover
Ass soft as a sofa, I had to tell her to bend it over
I been the Jehovah
When it's hot in the kitchen a n***a like me be the stover
To get to this position needed to beat me a three leaf clover
I will be Hova, I'm knee deep loafs up
Meaning I do be in my bread
Never had it twisted like dread
I just be cautious about where I tread
Protecting all my street cred
Born and raised from the crumbs is how a n***a was really bred, for real
[Chorus: Thato Saul]
I ain't dead, my homie, you can put it on me
I ride there with homies, you can put it on me
My grade is A grade, I keep it on a roll
Prolly got my head caved, I keep it on the low
I keep very solid on my side
And I keep for my brother I'ma slide
I ain't dead, my homie, you can put it on me
Put it on me, put it on me

[Verse 2: A-Reece]
Look
Banana clips on all my niggorillas
You can miss me with the monkey business
Quit lyin' through your teeth, n***a, get out your feelings
I'm the fuckin' realest
These young n***as is tryna master a technique that I invented, uh
Get your prepositions right, 'cause I don't think you understand
I still got the upper hand, enjoy your five minutes, uh
I wrote my way out of the hood with these lyrics
Couple snake n***as tried to photobomb the bigger picture
Just know, they cropped out if you don't see them n***as with us, uh
Fuck a rap verse, I write scriptures
I ain't talkin' rap money when I say I'm tryna touch millions, dawg, I want it all
And everything is what I'm comin' for, fuck the law
I'm stealin' shows, killin' rappers dawg
Just like the ex con Jimmy I thought I'd better call Saul
Sky's the limit and we takin' off
I don't wanna see my mama cryin' anymore, this who I do it for
[Chorus: Thato Saul]
I ain't dead, my homie, you can put it on me
I ride there with homies, you can put it on me
My grade is A grade, I keep it on a roll
Prolly got my head caved, I keep it on the low
I keep very solid on my side
And I keep for my brother I'ma slide
I ain't dead, my homie, you can put it on me
Put it on me, put it on me