[Intro]
Ayy, ayy (Montana)
Danny Franchise, you did it again
Ayy, ayy (Montana)
Man you know we splat shit
Ayy, ayy (Montana)
Know we be baggin' shit
Ayy, ayy (Montana) (And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)

[Verse 1]
Ay, mop the floor on the house, I was just on car
I was plottin' on a body since a n***a in kindergarten
They call me Joker don't fool me Carl
Put the dick in my stick 'cause I'm paranoid
We hit hard like I'm lifting the weights
Hunnid K in the bank and I made in a day
I gotta do a drill I got me a wraith
Get the momma if she squealin' take off her face
My lawyer caucasian he beating my cases
Ay, look at they faces, they said I won't make it
And I'm poppin' my shit, bitch you know that it stains
Hе took me on the drill and then I startеd blankin'
I'ma let the n***a know that this shit murder
How the fuck n***a bitch n***as in my circle
Too many bullets on the opps, I was splurgin'
Not catchin' no bodies? The fuck is yo' purpose
Bitch n***a put that work, get him shirted
Two choppas and the bowls in the back so I'm dirty
I'ma dump the whole clip, I don't show no mercy
Bitch, I'm shootin' shit for real should have gave me a jersey
Got some Grape Street Crippers and they post in the Jerseys
Took the pack from the plug when a n***a tried to serve me
Hunnid hoes pour in up, so I talk a lil' slurry
N***a dissed on my brother, so his ass got buried
[Chorus]
Do the math with the buy, I'ma find the circumference
Better know what it is, don't be making assumptions
He makin' no sense, bitch stop all that nonsense
White boy in the cut and he shoot, Luka Dončić
I roll up a blunt and you know that it's runted
Bitch I roll up a opp, so you know he got blunted
Ran off on the plug, then I ran into to the Tony
Ran off on that n***a as soon as front of me

[Verse 2]
Ay, my n***a Shotta Fam, you know that he under me
If you fuck with my n***a, then I put you under me
Insane in asylum my dawg just be hunting me
I'm watching my back, bitch you know you not gunning me
Don't you call me lil' brother, you n***as not sonning me
Knock that bitch out the clothes make his mom do the laundry
My dick in her tummy, I say that it's Sunny D
My choppa so big that it look it's Heavy D
It's a whole lot of dope in the pot with some recipe
He think about testing me, choppa protecting me
This bitch started ripping this clip is dissecting bitches
Don't you hop in the water, it's hot, don't you intervene
My shooter, he shooting shit like he was elevate
I be on lean, I'm leaning on Riri
I'm smoking a blunt while I'm fucking on Kiki
Fucked up in the 'cat while I fuck, bitch I'm geekin'
Red tip, blue tip, these not BB's
Sip up when wintertime, n***as ain't seeme
N***a wanna jack, so the pussy n***a got beat
Put the gun to yo' back, turn the fight to a track meet
And the gun automatic, so it clap on a fast beat
Couple guns in the attic, 'cause it got a lil' dirty
When the sun hit the Patek make that bitch start flirting
Make a son in the pussy, then I make her take a Plan B
[Chorus]
Do the math with the brick, I'ma find the circumference
Better know what it is, don't be making assumptions
He makin' no sense, bitch stop all that nonsense
White boy in the cut and he shoot, Luka Dončić
I roll up a blunt and you know that it's runted
Bitch I roll up a opp, so you know he got blunted
Ran off on the plug, then I ran into to the Tony
Ran off on that n***a as soon as he front of me