[Intro]
Run that back Ka
Hey, hey, hey, hey

[Verse]
If the shit in the streets, n***a, that's where I leave it
2z the butthead, this Glizzy my beavis
I'm doin' 'em dirty, can't blame 'em for leavin'
I hope these lil' n***as know if you point it at me, n***a, you better up it and squeeze it
And I never beef with a n***a 'bout none of these bitches, you gotta give me 'nother reason
Baby just found out 'bout another bitch so I know for a fact this time she leavin'
Lately I been tryna play this shit cool, but these lil' n***as finna turn me into a demon
Got bread in my pocket, they throw it like discus
And we slap the beef on the grill like a brisket
I was broke then a bitch so I had to go fix it
Ten toes on the ground got these bitches some millions
'Til I go I'mma keep this shit pimpin' like Scotty
This Drac' on my lap while I sit on the potty
These Forces is custom, I got 'em from Doddy
Didn't get shit for Christmas, I guess we was naughty
2z Lil Dundee I been in that water
We ain't doin' no bitchin' we just goin' harder
I'm leavin' my mark, I might die with a marker
When it get a lil' hot we just get a lil' smarter
You cool with him, that don't mean that I'm cool with you
After I fuck it ain't much I'mma do with you
Big booty bitch I'm like ''Damn, I need two of you''
Momma like ''Damn it, ain't no gettin' through to you''
In that water foreal, bitch, I should been a pirate
We hit they block now they callin' me private
I was gettin' money when it was a virus
We ain't had cable with no Miley Cyrus
They always told me this shit was gone pay off
Momma was cryin' 'cause she kept gettin' laid off
All of that other shit I had to shake off
I feel like the Migos 'cause I'm finna take off
Foot on the gas like I'm rippin' the brakes off
We can meet up, we can have us a face off
Let's see who can make the most bread like a bakeoff
Let's see who can work and ain't take a day off
I'm workin' like I'm tryna get to the playoffs
Bitch, I be runnin' shit, Lil 2z Adolf
If I get paranoid I let the Drac' off
Chop' put a hole in one and I'on even play golf
These broke ass n***as still hatin', do better
These n***as throw salt, they don't ever throw pepper
You ain't pop nobody, n***a, you ain't no stepper
H2 GMB, we the F4 Megas
I'm losin' my mind, but I still got my head on
Anything with a 2 n***a, that's what I bet on
I stand on my shit until both of my legs gone
If you ain't gettin' money you gotta get the hell on