[Intro]
Slumped 808's

[Chorus: Fanatiic]
Fuck all that talkin', my youngins be with it
You n***as be fake, ain't okay with that shit
We all 'bout the commas, you all 'bout the drama
Don't play with me, I relly K for the clique
We came from the bottom, we came from the dirt
We be gettin' payed now, my lil' bitch got a bitch
The way we be workin', we stuntin' so hard
Pray to God 'cause I knew I was made for this shit

[Verse 1: Fanatiic]
Fuck all that talkin', you know we get busy
She suckin' me up while my hand on my Glizzy
Get rich or die tryin', I feel like I'm 50
These n***as is bitches, ain't showin' no petty
Who want the smoke? I know it's not you
That forty gon' bless a n***a like achoo
My brothers gon' ride so we can't fit a coupe
When we hop out, the whole crew after you
That bitch wanna fuck so I'm feelin' her gut
Fuck a Plan B, you gon' swallow the nut
My n***as like surgery, we in the cut
We really talk shit and we backin' it up
Yeah, we back it up
Keep run it up 'til a double R truck
Big body whip with a thot in the front
Knowin' I'm made from the start from the jump
[Chorus: Fanattic]
Fuck all that talkin', my youngins be with it
You n***as be fake, ain't okay with that shit
We all 'bout the commas, you all 'bout the drama
Don't play with me, I relly K for the clique
We came from the bottom, we came from the dirt
We be gettin' payed now, my lil' bitch got a bitch
The way we be workin', we stuntin' so hard
Pray to God 'cause I knew I was made for this shit

[Verse 2: YSN Flow]
Since a youngin' I knew I was made
Cartier written all on the frames
Pop my shit, I'ma stay in my lane
Give a fuck what these fuck n***a think
N***as say he want pressure then smoke it
I'ma up with this pole and then poke it
I was broke as a joke, ain't no jokin'
Jumped off the porch and I dove in the ocean
See, I be fuckin' with sharks
And he fuck with narcs, that boy is a rat
'Member when I was a youngin', ain't play at the park
My n***as was playin' with packs
L462, you know that's the gang
And all of my n***as be playin' with gats
I'ma up it, push a fuck n***a back
We ain't gon' play, put his face in his lap
Fuck is you on, n***a?
[Chorus: Fanattic]
Fuck all that talkin', my youngins be with it
You n***as be fake, ain't okay with that shit
We all 'bout the commas, you all 'bout the drama
Don't play with me, I relly K for the clique
We came from the bottom, we came from the dirt
We be gettin' payed now, my lil' bitch got a bitch
The way we be workin', we stuntin' so hard
Pray to God 'cause I knew I was made for this shit

[Verse 3: Fabiø Guerra]
Ahora que ya soy alguien
Todos me quieren hablar
Porque están buscando mi fama
Antes se burlaban de todos mi suenos
La única que me apoyaba era mi mamá
Todos estos fekas, no sé qué les pasa
Escupo el humo fuera de la terraza
No toca cualquiera la puerta de mi casa
No tolero ratas, se mueven en masa
Y está celosa, yeah, uh
Otra puta está celosa, yeah, uh
Esas mentes envidiosas, ah, yeah, uh
Puta cállense la boca

[Chorus: Fanattic]
Fuck all that talkin', my youngins be with it
You n***as be fake, ain't okay with that shit
We all 'bout the commas, you all 'bout the drama
Don't play with me, I relly K for the clique
We came from the bottom, we came from the dirt
We be gettin' payed now, my lil' bitch got a bitch
The way we be workin', we stuntin' so hard
Pray to God 'cause I knew I was made for this shit