I remember bro telling me , don't trust that bitch boy "Trust That Switch"’ (Trust that Switch)
Don't give a fuck 'bout what you got to say , just know I never miss (I don’t miss)
We gon spin through yo whole block and spray , come out and take that risk (take that Risk)
Do a drill on feet , who died today? Don't know but they blame me (graph)
Rahman never switching up on gang , for them kill shit for free (for free)
They know Rahman fucking yo main bitch , come straight from Kankakee (from Kankakee)
Playing on the net and dissing me? Damn how lame you can be?
Give you a head start then hawk you down, boy that's a R.I.P (It's Rah)

Yeah , I'm somewhere you don't wanna see
I'm real mobile in that cat it ain't no catching me
I know them guns fake, plastic bullets , ain’t no stretching me
I throw up GDK
I’m so gangster ain't no checking me

If you diss , you know you catch a heat
You wanna diss on gang? Know he catching merch like he Big Meech

Tuh, got your dawg on a leash
You know that your bitch is a treesh
Yo ass is crazy , ain’t squashing no beef

And we can go hit for hit , we can go half for half
Ran off from the jakes and hitting his face
Some bullets got hit with the MAC
SRT , I ain't talking 'bout MAC
You crazy , you chasing my skat
Fucked that bitch , we ain't talking ’bout that
Paralyzed , he got hit in the back (graph)
Go far , you know that we leaving a scar
You on the highway? We shoot up yo car
The opps , they know that these bullets go far
You better not diss on gang , you giving your life in exchange
Boy , this a cold summer
Spin through the block then we making it rain

I want shooters that got little aim
This better than this "Not a Game"
And no money? You coming up short
Lil boy , he died on the North
Freaky bitch , she ride me like a horse
You wanna beef? Yea I know that you tweaking
And my bitch for no reason

Hoes calling my phone every season
Did so much that they ruling it treason
Yo bitch she sucking some dick for no reason
Feeling like Marni this "Scorpio Season"
Knocking 2 off at the start of the season
All them songs that you make is whack
Yo homie can't rap and his ass a rat
I'm leaving this rap shit with some racks
We had yo mans running like he was running track

I remember bro telling me , don't trust that bitch boy "Trust That Switch"' (Trust that Switch)
Don't give a fuck 'bout what you got to say , just know I never miss (I don't miss)
We gon spin through yo whole block and spray , come out and take that risk (take that Risk)
Do a drill on feet , who died today? Don't know but they blame me (graph)
Rahman never switching up on gang , for them kill shit for free (for free)
They know Rahman fucking yo main bitch , come straight from Kankakee (from Kankakee)
Playing on the net and dissing me? Damn how lame you can be?
Give you a head start then hawk you down, boy that's a R.I.P