[Intro: Goonew & "Bobby"]
Go 'head Bobby talk yo' shit slim
Aye you know what's up one of the realest man, you hear me?
Yeah you know, holler at the good men you with me?
They make sure a n***a straight you hear me?
I'm-I'm tellin' ya'
[?]
Free the men

[Verse]
Uh, we 'bout to slide on them n***as go load up that shit
Don't fuck with these n***as they ain't with the men
Might go to the bank and then pick up a ten
Get us a two liter pour me a ten
Got shot by the store he was runnin' his lip
Poppin' them Perc's fell asleep in thе 'Benz
Catch him in traffic we smashin' the whip
Hе actin' dramatic bro pass me the switch
We see and buy, we havin' and shit
These n***as be weirdos some tragical shit
This a hundred band jugg no mask in that shit
Reach for my chain you gon' die with that bitch
That's Drac's AP tryna slide with that shit
Flat-flat-flat n***as divin' and shit
And I just came home and I'm back in a mix
Uh, put on our masks bitch we on a mission
We on that demon time rest in peace [?]
I don't really want to talk need five for a feature
I got them racks but she can't get any
Sippin' that drank n***a sippin' that liter
Got on my ice when I go to a meeting
Got a cool lil' face but I know she a eater
Lil' bro with that Drac' make it sing like Aaliyah
And I'm Double Back Gang I don't got [?]
I don't fuck with these n***as no I can't even see 'em
I be with the slimes, I be with the demons
I give him like five, he give [?]
I get in the club I had on a [?]
I had the bitch once and I pass her to team
Got too many plays bustin' hits [?]
I'ma bust down my wrist man I can't go plain
Uh, man n***a just came home turned up
Play with that shit then a n***a get burned up
Let off them shots, my young n***as turned up
Uh, I got my foot on the gas, I'm ready to crash
Recordin' my opps, scratch him off the [?]
These n***as be bappin' they makin' me mad
He fuck with the other side take [?]
I don't want to rap, this all for the cash
Might do it myself, they makin' me mad
I'm high as a bitch, these n***as not sad
Try to maintain, if he want a bag
Shoot like fifteen, then reload the mag
Walk out a show then I'm greetin' my fans
Ain't droppin' a tape 'less they give me them bands