[Hook: Yhung T.O.]
How you claimin' a hood you don't hang in?
How you broke but you ain't tryna change it?
I need less talk and mo' payments
One shot out this Glock make you famous
Baby could you throw that ass backwards?
Wish my last bitch a casket
New bitch far from average
And I'm still tuckin' money in the mattress

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
Sneak diss and that shit gon' get tragic
Bad bitch fell in love with a savage
Told her that I'm thuggin' and she told me that she trappin'
The bitch get cut cause I'm all about that action
I just want blue strips, you can keep the rest
You in love with the bitch, I just want the check
And my bitch got a bitch, she just want the check
If it ain't about no cheese, on to the next
Hit it from the back when she sad face
N***a disrespect, that's a bad case
And you gon' wish I never met you
I don't trust that shit--like a public restroom
Glock on my hip, let it sneeze and bless you
Lamont told me "never let a n***a disrespect you"
And if you got shot that mean a n***a test you
But if you ain't slide back, how we gon' respect you?
A lot of n***as they be faking, I could promise it
You can't make it in these streets without no common sense
My first time--when I upped it--I was sick as shit
But now it is what it is
This the life I live
[Hook: Yhung T.O.]
How you claiming a hood you don't hang in?
How you broke but you ain't tryna change it?
I need less talk and mo' payments
One shot out this Glock make you famous
Baby could you throw that ass backwards?
Wish my last bitch a casket
My new bitch far from average
And I'm still tuckin' money in the mattress

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
Talkin' dumb have yo mommy hearin' sad news
Slide through, masked up like a raccoon
Bad bitch, had to take her to the back room
Beat it up while she rubbing on my tattoos
Fuck talkin', girl show me what that ass do
No sympathy for hoes
Talk dumb, they get slapped too
Tryna cuddle bitch--you know it ain't that cool
No free love--I ain't nothing like yo last dude
Keep it on me, 40' with a stick like bamboo
Spring break, tryna take a trip to Cancun
All these bands got my old bitch actin' brand new
That's yo girlfriend?
Give a fuck--she can get ran too
Call me Wayne or BG, I'm a hot boy
You n***as thought it was good
But it's not boy
Middle finger to the cops
Round' here we pop boys
Rockin' with this plastic, no steel--this a Glock, boy
Got no time or no words for a bum bitch
Off a four, got me leaning like a bum kick
Feelin' like a porn star the way I bust shit
And feelin' like Usain the way I run shit
Bro man move that yellow like a taxi
My little n***as with the shit--better ask Theze
Game time, we get active like a athlete
Let the mac squeeze
Catch these bullets like Crabtree
40' like a stop sign, cause that bitch keep a post
Got a Glock 23'
Had to get it two-toned
Can't fit it in my jeans cause the clip too long
Whole gang buffed up--all my n***as too strong
And to get my bread right, a n***a had to do wrong
No Drake but this wood got me so far gone
Feelin' like Kevin Gates--gotta keep two phones
And fuckin' three bitches like I got two clones
Little n***a
[Hook: Yhung T.O.]
How you claimin' a hood you don't hang in?
How you broke but you ain't tryna change it?
I need less talk and mo' payments
One shot out this Glock make you famous
Baby could you throw that ass backwards?
Wish my last bitch a casket
My new bitch far from average
And I'm still tuckin' money in the mattress