(Intro)
Yo Pierre You wanna come out here ? (That’s Slime)

(Chorus)
Pull Up, Crowd Go Up (Up)
Shut up, Blow the door off (Off)
Don’t act like you know us (Don’t Talk)
Roll up, like my blunt up (That Law)
Pour Up, Fill My Cup up (Lean)
40. Glock, Drum On The Bottom
Just In Case, If They Ran Up On Us (Boom, Baw, Baw)

(Verse)
Come on
Turnt Up, Bitch I’m Through (Bitch, I’m Geeked)
Mind Gone, And I Don’t Fuck With These Ho’s
I’ll Knock Your Time Down
Money Talking, It Done Ran Up
I Don’t Really Give A Fuck
Bet These N***a’s Won’t Come Play With Us
Intentions Fin’ Send Them Up (N***a What ?)
Strapped Up, Gotta Stick On A 40
I’ma Rock A N***a, I’ma Play It Like Carti
Chain Gon’ Go, I Play It Then Call It
They Starting Shit, We Gon Get At ‘Em At The Party
Bille Jean, Totin’ That Dirty Iyanna
Black Tee, Gotta Beam With A Hammer
Ring, Ring, I Pull Up With A Fanta
Drag Race In The Streets In A Atlanta (Yeah)
Uh, Rich N***a Don’t Got No Manners
Still Hiding From Them Cameras
Still Spending Money I’ma Keep It Coming
I’m Blowing Up Shit It Don’t Matter (Bitch I’m Up)
(Chorus)
Pull Up, Crowd Go Up (Up)
Shut up, Blow the door off (Off)
Don’t act like you know us (Don’t Talk)
Roll up, like my blunt up (That Law)
Pour Up, Fill My Cup up (Lean)
40. Glock, Drum On The Bottom
Just In Case, If They Ran Up On Us (Boom, Baw, Baw)

(Outro)
Turnt Up, Bitch I’m Through (Bitch, I’m Geeked)
Mind Gone, And I Don’t Fuck With These Ho’s
I’ll Knock Your Time Down
Money Talking, It Done Ran Up
I Don’t Really Give A Fuck
Bet These N***a’s Won’t Come Play With Us
Intentions Fin’ Send Them Up (Boom, Boom, Boom, Glrrd That)