[Chorus: Skeme]
All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you n***as
They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my n***as
I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that n***a don’t play me, I’m brazy
Strapped in like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me
I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me

[Verse 1: Skeme]
YSL, been the man for a minute
All this Versace on me, the sky is the limit
I’m feeling like I’m Biggie out in Brook
Cause ain’t a n***a hot now as real as crook
SK, send shots at your chest plate
Tell them n***as I ain’t moving till the check straight
N***a like me going brazy
I could do a buck 80 right now on the F way
Pour Code' in a double cup, n***a tryna make the fucking hundreds double up
Head n***a, I’m a breadwinner, and lately I could give a fuck about a runner up
Fly ass n***a, ain’t no need for a stylist
Extend my clip, it got a barrel with a silence
Play about mine, know my n***as get to wyling
We young, there be new blue hundreds by the thousand

[Chorus: Skeme]
All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you n***as
They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my n***as
I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that n***a don’t play me, I’m brazy
Strapped n***a like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me
I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me
[Verse 2: The Game]
In that Bugatti on the 110
You ain’t never seen nothing like it, close your eyes then
You gon’ kill me when you see me, a’ight then
I’ll be waiting right here with these dice then
Shooting with the homies, shooting n***as uninvited
I put you 6 feet under like you five ten
All my n***as Suwoopin' and that’s five five
Sipping codeine, smoking chronic, tryna skydive
N***a hype down, you could die now
If you hit the four pound with the extendo that’s a five pound
8 pounds and 6 pounds, that’s an 8 ball
What the fuck is you on?
Been surfing for the last ten years now

[Chorus: Skeme]
All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you n***as
They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my n***as
I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that n***a don’t play me, I’m brazy
Strapped n***a like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me

[Verse 3: Skeme]
Bad bitches getting called over
I need 100 Ms ‘fore it’s all over
And tell her keep her feelings in her pocket
Cause I’m not just a crown on my walk over
Killers on my right and my left
He down to die bout this rep
Blood money, that’s all they ask
I got right now, give a fuck bout who next
[Chorus: Skeme]
All I’m tryna find out, is who the hell lied to you n***as
They got you thinking that because I’m getting to a check I ain’t down to ride for my n***as
I got a full clip for the bullshit, tell that n***a don’t play me, I’m brazy
Strapped n***a like I’m ‘posed to be, I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me, no
I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me
I don’t want none of these ho n***as close to me