[Verse 1]
(Hol' On)
I shoot my shot and don’t miss shit (Huh, huh?)
I treat this hoe like a classroom
We just fuck her and dismiss, (Doggin)
She wanna fuck 'cause I'm up
But she can’t get nothin' but this dick, (On gang, gang)
My n***as really do drills
And be in the fields, Pick Six, (Go long)
Be honest, you not tryna rob
My young n***a slide, Saint Nick, (Skrr, skrr)
Treat a fuck n***a like art
Let's make a collage, and paint shit, (Rrrrrraaaaaahhhhh)
I hit the show with my hammer
I'm goin' bananas, ape shit, (Uh)
I want them to try and come take shit, (On gang)
Imma make sure his muhfuckin' face split, he dead (Gone, gone)

[Chorus]
Came out the mud, I'm bossed up
I ran it up, now bitches be feelin' the youngin
I’m fresh when I walk up, (Walk up)
And I’m still in the hood, designer my fit
I walk in this bitch, I be sauced up

[Verse 2]
N***as like domad, I ain't gotta say shit, n***as know that, (On gang)
My young n***as stainin’ and bangin'
Pull up get to aimin' and blow, where yo fro' at (Rrrrrraaaaahhhh)
And I hit yo’ Lil' thot, where the flow at?
I was clutchin' a Glock in a throwback, (On meeeee)
And I'm lit like a lighter
I'm in the trap with them snipers, I'm feelin' like Kodak
We can do anything, anywhere, behind that lou n***a
In the trenches, independent
Still bomb up in this like suits, n***a (Aye, gang)
Them n***as over there lookin' and shit (Hol' on)
And I'm like who n***a?
Get on the fuckin' ground, cause we finna shoot n***as!
[Verse 3]
Go to your city and pull out them bands
Right after the show, I'm fuckin' my fans (Ayeee)
We got more drums than a band
And I don't fuck with n***as like I'm in a Klan (Ayeee)
She eat the dick with no hands
Fo' grind, I got slime on top of my pants (Ayeee)
She tryna gimme a dance
Said you know what you doin' might give you a chance (Ayeee)
I'm everywhere like there's two of me
And I still got the stick, bought the Louis V
Couple bad bitches be boostin' me
What you on n***a, fuck what you used to be
Have my young n***a pop out and shoot for me
Is you ridin' n***a? What can you do for me?
See my n***as all do the foolery
So you n***as ain't trickin' or foolin' me
On gang, gang, hol' on

[Outro]
Yeah, n***as know how I run shit
Aye, Y'all n***as pass me the woods, I'm tryna roll up
In this bullshit