[Intro]
Guccidelles is daddy

[Chorus]
Aye, aye, lil boy what you tryna do?
I know you ain't got blicks, you ain't gonna shoot
I don't give a fuck I spent some bands on some shoes
I don't do that Twitter beef, so what you tryna do?
Aye, yeah like what you tryna do
Aye, yeah if I grab the Glock I'm a bust it
Oh that's your homie I heard he got busted
Oh that's your bitch yeah she gone bust it open
They wanna be like me they tryna take my flow man
Yeah my bro is a florist he be growing

[Verse]
And my bro Ant he love lean, he keep pouring
Yeah he pouring up that shit until he snoring
Yeah I'm not Sosa but I still be gloing
If that hoe want money then she gotta get going, yeah
Then she gotta get going
Yeah that bitch, yeah she really gotta go man
Yeah, ice so cold like a fucking snowman
Yeah you smoking mid and I'm smoking on that dro man
You a fraud man, you really gotta go man
I'm the plug, I got gas, like Citgo
Yeah, but please keep all that on the low, yeah
You don't really want no smoke
That boy is a joke, yeah, that boy is a hoe
[Chorus Slowed]
Aye, aye, lil boy what you tryna do?
I know you ain't got blicks, you ain't gonna shoot
I don't give a fuck I spent some bands on some shoes
I don't do that Twitter beef, so what you tryna do?
Aye, yeah like what you tryna do
Aye, yeah if I grab the Glock I'm a bust it
Oh that's your homie I heard he got busted
Oh that's your bitch yeah she gone bust it open
They wanna be like me they tryna take my flow man
Yeah my bro is a florist he be growing