[Transcribing]

[Intro]
I swear, n***as ain’t safe
N***as ain’t safe
Lookie here, boy
N***as not (AROOGAMI) safe, n***a
Ha-ha… shit

[Verse 1]
Fucked Serena, ‘cause I’m causin’ rackets
That boy, he a savage
Don’t you sleep, you might miss the fye, I ran out of matches
And these n***as cannot play with us, kick ‘em out the bracket
I was fly, I’m so fuckin’ fly, where the fuckin’ maggots?
And my sleep, I go hard, I might need another mattress
And that bitch my guitar, I might need a lil’ practice
Can’t believe these n***as average
Smith might will him into actors
And my johnson is so magic
I assist my fuckin’ team
And so, I fucked her, and then, I passed it (Ayy)
This ain’t graduation (Ayy)
Ain’t no cappin’ (Ayy)
N***as not squares (Ayy)
Ai, ai, captain (Ayy)
We some fuckin’ stars (Ayy)
See us flashin’ (Ayy)
Fuck this shit, let’s get to action
All on my dick, she do the Running Man, uh
When I fuck, call me Thunder Man, uh
She said she don’t want another man, uh
Said l’m smooth, call me Butter, man, uh
OKC, ‘cause I went KD
When I switched them teams, got MVP
Now, S-M-D
Now, envy me
Now, F-Y-E your jealousy
If hate is a crime, then, n***as got felonies
Triple X, not H, get pedigreed
Ain’t no n***a ahead of me
Late like news like NBC
Brake lights moves before I crash that Coupe, on a high speed chase on live TV
I’m attackin’ n***as’ arteries
‘Cause stupid bitch ain’t part of we
Ain’t part of the team, don’t start with me
That—

[Interlude 1]
Stop!
Let that bitch breathe, n***a!
Let that bitch breathe!
Take a sip of water, somethin’, n***a
Let that bitch breathe!
You wildin’, n***a!
You wildin’!
Damn, n***a, chill out…

[Verse 2]
Got two tens, but I need two .9s
Got a 3:19, and a 6-1-9
It’s Steve Austin, this boy refine
If I want her, then, she is mine
Fuck that bitch like two or three times
I’m Jordan, twenty-three, my guy
To understand that line, you gotta run this back like two or three times

[Interlude 2]
I don’t think, um, n***as understood that, bro
Matter fact, just so y’all n***as can get a good understanding, I’mma run this shit back for y’all
Because y’all n***as is not gon’ not catch this line
So, just for y’all n***as, I’mma get y’all with it

[Refrain]
Got two tens, but I need two .9s
Got a 3:19, and a 6-1-9
It’s Steve Austin, this boy’s refine
If I want her, then, she is mine
Fuck that bitch like two or three times

[Interlude 3]
Get it?
Like, two or three times?
Twenty-three? Michael Jordan?

[Verse 3]
Bitch! I’m that fuckin’ guy
Most of these n***as is fuckin’ lies
JJ come in just in time
The funny thing is, y’all don’t get that line
All this shit is gon’ be mine
Fuck this shit, I’ll give it time
Nah, fuck that shit, I’m just lyin’
Fuck that shit, I’mma finna steal on sight

[Outro]
Uh, a’ight
All this shit is mine
Man, all this shit is mine
All this shit is mine
All this shit is mine
All this shit is mine
Man, that shit is mine
All this shit is mine
All this shit is mine
Man, that shit
Man, that shit is motherfuckin’ mine
Shit is mine
That shit is mine
That shit is mine
Shit is mine
Shit is mine
That shit is mine
That fuckin’ shit is all mine, bitch