[Intro: Slimmy B]
RBE-SOB, that’s the gang bitch
I know, I know
Yeah, yeah
I know

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
I know, I know
I be runnin’ up the check, nevermind hoes
Stick on me, that bitch longer than a light pole
‘Cause all these n***as ain’t my bros
I know, I know
I be runnin’ up the check, nevermind hoes
Stick on me, that bitch longer than a light pole
‘Cause all these n***as ain’t my bros

[Verse 1: Slimmy B]
I know, I know
N***as fake, I can see it with my eyes closed
Heard n***as don't really got no time for
Only time ya’ll in the field is when the mic on
In Gucci moonwalking like I’m Michael
Stick on me and I’m tryna score like I’m Michael
Ain’t too many in this world I can rely on
Lost my granny and that really hurt my soul
No lame girl you fuckin’ wit a real n***a
Keep it on me ‘cause I’m really in the field wit it
Fuck a label if they ain’t talkin’ a mil’ ticket
He put a ring on it and I still hit it
SOBxRBE, that’s the gang bitch
Funny n***a but I ain’t the one to play wit
Hit the mall blowing bands like it ain’t shit
And please don't step on these baby blue Masons
[Chorus: Slimmy B]
I know, I know
I be runnin’ up the check, nevermind hoes
Stick on me, that bitch longer than a light pole
‘Cause all these n***as ain’t my bros
I know, I know
I be runnin’ up the check, nevermind hoes
Stick on me, that bitch longer than a light pole
‘Cause all these n***as ain’t my bros

[Verse 2: Yhung T.O.]
I know, I know
I rock wit a draco, assult rifle
Circle smaller than a microbe
I been runnin’ up a check with my eyes closed
My baby love my stroke
Deep, I go, make her eyes roll
N***a switch faster than I toke
Keep that .40 on me, bet I blow
You ain’t fucking wit a lame n***a
12 years old I was really in a gang, n***a
Got it tatted on my ribs so it’s stuck wit me
Ride wit me, slide wit me, tote wit me, bust wit me

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
I know, I know
I be runnin’ up the check, nevermind hoes
Stick on me, that bitch longer than a light pole
‘Cause all these n***as ain’t my bros
I know, I know
I be runnin’ up the check, nevermind hoes
Stick on me, that bitch longer than a light pole
‘Cause all these n***as ain’t my bros
[Verse 3: Mistah F.A.B.]
Man, these n***as ain’t my bros, they my rivals
Man, it’s crazy gettin’ head from your idols
Momma told me keep some choppers and some rifles
I can see these pussy n***as through a blindfold
Atlantic gave me 400 when I first signed
Since then I done flipped that a couple times
I live way up in the hills, please don't fuck with mine
I don't bother nobody, I just hustle, grind
But I be in the hood like everyday
Same corner, same block where my momma stay
Man these n***as hatin’ on me, I can feel the hate
If you ain’t gettin’ money then you in the way
N***a said I fell off and I disappeared
Till I pulled up in that Mazi’, that’s a different year
N***a hatin’ on the kid, well listen here
As of lately, I been feelin like this the n***a’s year

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
I know, I know
I be runnin’ up the check, nevermind hoes
Stick on me, that bitch longer than a light pole
‘Cause all these n***as ain’t my bros
I know, I know
I be runnin’ up the check, nevermind hoes
Stick on me, that bitch longer than a light pole
‘Cause all these n***as ain’t my bros