[Intro]
Ayy, I can't fuck with you
Ayy, I can't fuck with you
That's out the question, ayy
We keep them Glicks, ayy
We keep them weapons
We-we-we can't be-

[Verse 1]
You-You-You're so annoying
Fend-Fendi or the Prada?
I can do whichever
Yo' diamonds look fool, fuck n***a need to test that
And we shoot like Wesson's, we applyin' pressure
Mary or the Lucy? I don't know, but I ingest her
Ayy, and I throw that West up
No fouls, but you know we Tec'd up
Talk down on gang, he get messed up, uh
Walk into the function, I'm flexed up, uh
Ayy, ayy, flexin'
Money long, stretch shit, I be finessin', ayy
Ayy, checks I'm collectin'
Oh, that's yo' bitch, huh? I keep forgettin'

[Chorus]
Ayy, I can't fuck with you
That's out the question, ayy
We keep them Glicks, ayy
We keep them weapons
We-we-we can't be tested
We can't be threatened
Ayy, Glock in my left hand
Glock in my left hand, and that is my best hand
Talk down on me, n***a you is a dead man
Uh, dead man, ayy, yuh, dead man, ayy
Yuh, dead man, ayy, hey
[Verse 2]
Ayy, he a dead man
Hit him in the leg, man
If the ho want some spice and then I got the jet, man
N***a check the tag, I shop expensive
Bitch say I'm rude, like "I'm offended"
I'ma hit the ho with no incentive
Bitch I got it out the dirt, out the trenches
And I'm getting so many dollars, I can not vent it
And yo' bank account look like it's anorexic
And I'm outta school but n***a we can test it
And I'm shooting first, even if contested