[Intro]
(Kid Hazel, you killed this)

[Chorus: Jackboy]
Gotta watch these n***as around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star
My n***a just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other n***a got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe, but now I fuck the baddest broads
Turned up on these n***as, I don't see me ever falling off
I know n***as hating, so I got my n***as toting rods

[Verse 1: Jackboy]
Catch an opp slipping, knock him out his tennis
Down to catch a case, tryna get ahead of business
Clean the block with the mop, I ain't leaving no witness
Claiming he a bitch, show up in a n***a kitchen
Dior on me, got me feeling blessed like a Christian
Came from shit and made millions
Ran it up fresh out of prison
I'm a gift to the game, no riddle
Fuck your handout, I ain't tripping
Got his bitch with me, I'm pimping
Glock on me got a n***a limping
Glock on me, you could go missing
Cartier on my vision
Shitting on you n***as like a pigeon
She fucking with you, she a duck, quack
I took her from you with a big sack
What I took from you, can't get back
You n***as broke as fuck, need to fix that
Yeah, you gotta watch your bitch plus you gotta watch your dawgs too
Just 'cause he say he real, that don't mean he ain't flawed too
Just 'cause he tote a steel, that don't mean he'll pop you
Only riding with the ones that I know gonna drop you
Wanna be a hot boy, well, I got hot shells
I'll slap you with this pistol, don't kiss and tell
N***as going police tryna send you to jail
N***as really hurt, you ain't in no cell
[Chorus: Jackboy]
Gotta watch these n***as around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star
My n***a just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other n***a got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe, but now I fuck the baddest broads
Turned up on these n***as, I don't see me ever falling off
I know n***as hating, so I got my n***as toting rods

[Verse 2: Denzel Curry]
Real shit, I don't gotta act hard
Know n***as throw hands in the backyard
No glove, no wraps or a mouthguard
You can swipe all day, but I pull cards
What I'm saying is I never had to do fraud
When the old girl working 'bout two jobs
When the old boy applied for a new job
So I guess that I'm blessed by the true God
See, back in the day, I would hop in the Lexus, just me and my manager hoping it start
Here in the present, I'm stacking my scrilla all off of the shit that I said from my heart
Haters get mad when they see that you the big dawg, but they won't bite and I bet they don't bark
Mad over hoes, you a motherfucking simp, son, your n***as Maggie and Lisa and Bart
I watch 'em all try to ether me, just because they cannot eat with me
I read the bible, I know 'bout betrayal, I get reminded by a Jesus piece
Perfect match, put my soul to beats, my brother with me, he gon' hold the heat
Doing things I supposed to do, to be that n***a I supposed to be
Zel
[Chorus: Jackboy]
Gotta watch these n***as around you, 'cause they might not be who you think they are
'Member she used to clown you, now she tryna come fuck all on a star
My n***a just got them pounds through, riding 'round town tryna dodge the narc
My other n***a got your main boo, he gon' fuck that bitch then break her heart
Used to bring the stolos through now I'm pulling up in a new NASCAR
Used to be an average joe, but now I fuck the baddest broads
Turned up on these n***as, I don't see me ever falling off
I know n***as hating, so I got my n***as toting rods