[Intro: LilCJ Kasino]
(I'ma do it like that, YB)
Ooh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy
Gang shit, bitch
(Nah, Loomin, that's my bad)
Ayy

[Verse 1: LilCJ Kasino]
I hit the block, get the dope sold
N***a feel like I'm Ice T, I got coco
Pour up a four, movin' slow, I'm still watchin' for po-po
Two words that I don't know is, "Go, bro," oh, no
I got a check, now I'm loaded like Loso
Came from the 'ject, now my name supersoaked, ho
I just want that neck, tryna see who the throat goat
Yeah, bad lil' bitch jump on that dick like a pogo
Hit from the back, put that bitch a chokehold
Went got a sack, now I'm ballin' like Ocho
Still at the back of the trap with a four-four
Diss on the track, we gon' smoke him like Dodo
Stay on attack, we throw bullets like Romo
Turn that boy to a pack and use that for some promo
N***a havin' them racks, we just bust down our logo
We got shit on lock, got 'em like, "Where the rows go?"
[Verse 2: BigStan Kasino]
Still in the trap with some 'bows of the pressure
Ten toes down in the field with my steppers
[?] my Draco, you catch you a halo
If a n***a try to play me like a rapper
Lil' bro put him up in the 'Wood and we wrap him
These n***as ain't industry, n***as be cappin'
That shit look good when a n***a be rappin'
He wanted to be viral, now a n***a in a casket
He said he was fire, so we sent him to see Fire
Duckin' no smoke, bitch, I'm still on the Eastside
Got two chains on, my goddamn neck turnt up
Boy, they hate how a young n***a flex
Boy, these fuck n***as ain't never been a threat
N***a go against the set, get smoked like [?]
Same gang turned up and took off like a jet
Steppin' on n***as' neck and we ain't even broke a sweat

[Interlude: LilCJ Kasino]
Nah, for real
Don't play with that gang, n***a, y'all know how the fuck we comin'
Stain shit, gang shit only

[Verse 3: LilCJ Kasino]
I'm the one that be doggin' your bitch like a pet
I just stuffed a whole fifty-round clip in my TEC
That bitch know I can't stick around, dip after gettin' my sex
Independent, I'm the only n***a gettin' my check, ayy
I still be hittin' my ex just to chill in the trap, n***a still done got fresh
Put them bricks [?], you come get 'em, it's less
Always tell my dogs chill, n***a, don't make me tell 'em to fetch