[Intro: Kuttem Reese]
Ay, I'm that young n***a coming straight out the hood, on God
Straight out the hood
Straight out the O (Straight out the O?)

[Chorus: Kuttem Reese]
N***a, you got it, blast it
Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do?
N***a I'm bound to blast it (On God)
N***a stop textin', n***a slide (Slide)
N***as be hurt when they homeboys died
They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide
Check the stats, n***a said he did something to Reese?
N***a who the fuck is that?
N***a, you got it, blast it
Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do?
N***a I'm bound to blast it (On God)
N***a stop textin', n***a slide (Slide)
N***as be hurt when they homeboys died
They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide
Check the stats, n***a said he did something to Reese?
N***a who the fuck is that?

[Verse 1: Kuttem Reese]
Okay I get it
You just say my name, and I guess the fame come with it
I'ma make you famous, [?] armed and dangerous
He don't even speak my language
Sak pase? Coolant kits on [?] they get too hot when they spray
My shooter gon' make mistakes, they clean it
Money talk that's a different meaning
I fly shots in this bitch, get to squeezin'
Eyes bloodshot red feeling like a demon
Went and brought a 'Cat but it drive like a demon
Two lil' girls, my world, my cement
My dawg a child, Michael Jackson, he beat it one glove
Hundred straps in one club
Back hand don't do dubs (Skrrrt)
Let's skrrt, top in the trunk
[Chorus: Kuttem Reese]
N***a, you got it, blast it
Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do?
N***a I'm bound to blast it (On God)
N***a stop textin', n***a slide (Slide)
N***as be hurt when they homeboys died
They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide
Check the stats, n***a said he did something to Reese?
N***a who the fuck is that?
N***a, you got it, blast it
Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do?
N***a I'm bound to blast it (On God)
N***a stop textin', n***a slide (Slide)
N***as be hurt when they homeboys died
They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide
Check the stats, n***a said he did something to Reese?
N***a who the fuck is that?

[Verse 2: Fredo Bang]
Pull up wrong I'm blasting, big ape I'm about that action
Internet beef, he get turned to a caption
D4L, he play I'm snappin'
N***as be scared when I step outside
He can make a diss, but he never gon' slide
If my dog just scared, I'ma cut my ties
If he hop in that whip, he ain't leaving that ride
We ballin' n***as up like Play-Doh
I be laughing, but I really don't play though
Longshot a n***a like Melo, I was high off a pill I was mellow
These sticks be cuttin' like knives
Tryna kill, why you closin' your eyes?
Step back this body he mine
I'll leave a n***a bloody like 5
[Chorus: Kuttem Reese]
N***a, you got it, blast it
Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do?
N***a I'm bound to blast it (On God)
N***a stop textin', n***a slide (Slide)
N***as be hurt when they homeboys died
They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide
Check the stats, n***a said he did something to Reese?
N***a who the fuck is that?
N***a, you got it, blast it
Okay, I'ma catch you lackin', when I do?
N***a I'm bound to blast it (On God)
N***a stop textin', n***a slide (Slide)
N***as be hurt when they homeboys died
They gon' make shirts, but they never gon' slide
Check the stats, n***a said he did something to Reese?
N***a who the fuck is that?