[Chorus]
I ain't gon' say too much when a n***a speakin' on that hot shit (On that hot shit)
Fuck the police 'cause them bitches ain't gon' stop shit
O-o-o-o-oppositions mad, if they play they gettin' popped quick
Flyest n***a in the game, yeah, I'm a cockpit
Posted on Camelot with a hundred some shots
I be swimmin' with the sharks, lil' n***a, you a lobster (You a lobster)
Bullets heat a n***a up, like he eatin' on some pasta
And shout out to Kingston, I keep me some Rastas

[Verse 1]
My n***as trappin' out the bando, shout out to the Migos (Shoutout to the Migos)
If a n***a knock wrong, shoot him through the peephole
The trap always open, bitch, we ain't never closed
Wе movin' them packs and we movin' them kilos
Stеp one, step two, do my dance in this bitch
Got a hundred some drums like a band in this bitch
Man, she keep on bitchin', all that naggin' and shit
Ho, shut the fuck up and just gag on this dick

[Outro]
Fuck I didn't say gag
Fuck, goddammit
I don't even care
That's it for the choppa flow
Bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch (Hmm-hm, Alright, alright)