[Intro: DJ Drama & YG Teck]
Father, forgive them
For they do not know what they're doin'
(D-Dezo)
How can I blame?
Lord
Let us lead them
To the promised land
My sons
I pray for you (Yes)
Dramatic, n***a (Gangsta)
DJ Drama

[Chorus: YG Teck]
I come out just to turn up the motion (Yeah)
More comin' to me now that I'm focused (Yes)
I'm in the trap, I ain't tryna be noticed (Brokie)
I hate a broke bitch and I let 'em know this (Hah)
I been playin' with the mix, now I'm loaded (Mixy)
If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Blow it)
You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit (I hate it)
How can I blame these n***as? They don't know shit
All my pointers are Cubans, no chokers (Crazy)
I been payin' the pills for the soldiers (Yes)
I put bags in the field for the blowers
Gave motivation to n***as that's hopeless (Yeah)
I might power up, turn up my doses (Woah)
If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Fly)
You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit
How can I blame these n***as? They don't know shit (Brokie), yes
[Verse: YG Teck]
I'm buyin' palettes and Cubans and Dracos (Okay)
'Til I'm done with this load, I don't take shows (I'm finished)
I done turned me an eighth into eight O's (Yes)
I third-party a play, made 'em take notes (Yeah)
I just do shit, now I'm the topic (You see)
I don't buy flowers, I buy watches
You ain't got a watch, n***a, watch how you pop it (Brokie)
You gotta put in some work, you just got lit (Yes)
You n***as tough and you broke, who you mad at? (Who you mad at?)
I see you bought her the shoes, where the bag at?
I'ma send you the verse and my ASCAP
Give me the cash or Nickel and Cash App
Gotta play with a button, won't box 'em
Like a bitch that can fuck, who can top her?
It's shit like that couple dollars (Couple dollars)
I like to play with the extras, I'm noddin' (Shh)
Don't believe if he said that he knew me (He lyin')
I'm so up right now, this a new me (Up there)
Had a play try pay me in Louis (What?)
Fuck outta here, ain't a brand that can move me (Hah)
Got the jumbo laces, the Rickys (The Rickys)
I don't want them bitches, I'm picky
If they want me, they gotta come get me
I ain't do the feature, that shit don't fit me
[Chorus: YG Teck]
I come out just to turn up the motion (Yeah)
More comin' to me now that I'm focused (Yes)
I'm in the trap, I ain't tryna be noticed (Brokie)
I hate a broke bitch and I let 'em know this (Hah)
I been playin' with the mix, now I'm loaded (Mixy)
If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Blow it)
You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit (I hate it)
How can I blame these n***as? They don't know shit
All my pointers are Cubans, no chokers (Crazy)
I been payin' the pills for the soldiers (Yes)
I put bags in the field for the blowers
Gave motivation to n***as that's hopeless (Yeah)
I might power up, turn up my doses (Woah)
If I walk in this club, I'ma blow it (Fly)
You keep talkin' to the ho, doin' ho shit
How can I blame these n***as? They don't know shit (Brokie), yes

[Outro: DJ Drama]
(Gangsta Grizzill)
Shout out to Park Heights
West Baltimore, what up?
YG Teck
No excuses