[Intro: Sada Baby]
(RJ always trippin', man, RJ always trippin', man)
Hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up (Ayy, Jay, man, run that shit)

[Chorus: Sada Baby]
Uh, AR make a n***a do the fool like RJ used to
Huh, I woke up lookin' for a new reason to shoot you
Cuttin' up, huh, nuttin' up, got a few loose screws
He run up, he gon' get done up, I make a loser lose
He got an attitude, his baby mama choose Skub
Huh, gave that bitch a smile, usually, I be rude
Huh, that's because I had them yerkys in my sy— listen
That's because I had them yerkys in my system

[Verse 1: Sada Baby & Nuk]
Hold up, slide and get him hurt
We arrived to— naw, we arrived to put in work
Huh, knew it was us, they seen that big eight ball on the merch
Huh, pull up clean as hell just to put a n***a in the dirt
Huh, pull up on that bullshit, but I can't take none
Huh, Draco hit him in his mouth soon as he say somethin'
I'm 5500 through this bitch, I can't fake nothin'
Huh, leave a n***a standin' still soon as we shake somethin' (On 55)

[Verse 2: Nuk]
I can't understand my plug, he get up on that Spanish shit
We don't dine in, but we'll get a n***a candles lit
See, my bag ain't the bag that you gon' panic with
In the kitchen whippin' girl, I replay all my fantasies
My top is a shaker like that Chally thing
I got pictures of the dog, I'm buildin' up my gallery
I keep my blicky right by— they say that we back on pressure
Get 'em gone, they know I hate killin' just like Waco, Texas
My new bitch got an ass, she say it jiggle just like Ari Fletcher's
I whipped up a quickie in that pot and got my brodies extra
I still pull my stains, pew-pew-pew, like I control the game
Lil' brodie, he just wanna score, he wanna show his aim
Told my bitch I'm by my Polo G's, but I ain't ODA
The cop thinks if they wanna tell me freeze just like my Rollie face
My n***as love the way I hop out strapped, they say I came heat
Smokin' opps just like I'm Chief Sosa, boy, I bang three
[Verse 3: BandGang Javar]
N***as been put money on my head, but wasn't no point in that (Duh)
N***as know they touch me, they gon' die like that ebola pack (Duh)
AR have you gaspin' out of breath like fifty jumpin' jacks
Tryna scream for help like— 'cause your lung collapsed
Your mans ain't on shit, seen me after that and gave me dap (Lame)
Your bitch get a bag when she ride me, it's like Santa lap
How you think I find out where you at?
She was sick of barely gettin' by, I gave her twenty racks
If it was Key bitch, I would've gave her fifty (Easy)
I hope she hear this song and tap in with me
Boom say he hope she double-cross me, I'm like, "Damn, really?"
He said, "Yeah, I get to kill 'em all if somethin' feel fishy"

[Chorus: Sada Baby]
Uh, AR make a n***a do the fool like RJ used to
Huh, I woke up lookin' for a new reason to shoot you
Cuttin' up, huh, nuttin' up, got a few loose screws
He run up, he gon' get done up, I make a loser lose
He got an attitude, his baby mama choose Skub
Huh, gave that bitch a smile, usually, I be rude
Huh, that's because I had them yerkys in my sy— listen
That's because I had them yerkys in my system

[Outro: Sada Baby]
(AR make a n***a do the fool like RJ used to)
(AR make a n***a do the fool like RJ used to)