[Intro]
N***as love hittin' my phone talkin' like Mr. Im—
Huh

[Chorus]
N***as love hittin' my phone talkin' like Mr. Impossible
He flipped his camera, showin' pole, who you poppin' though?
That actin'-hard shit cute 'til it go out the door (Hey, Taewon)
Stop speakin' on me 'fore I give you what you askin' for (Run that back, West)
N***a, they ain't stop makin' blicks when you bought one
Do it right, we specialize in walk-ups
Lil' brodie FaceTimed me like, "Ayy, I think I trawked somethin'"
Take it there with any n***a think they top gunnin'

[Verse]
How the fuck is that in blood and you ain't pop nothin'?
You tried to give yourself a name, that is not thuggin'
Thе streets handed me mine, I had to еarn that
Went from one hundred to three hundred, shit, I earned that
Bro told me to bring some dog, I brought a bird back
Junkie habits, baby, I just took a syrup bath
I'm a FlyK n***a, love FlyK shit
Everything designer on me, I cashed out for this
My young n***as kickin' doors like, "What house to hit?"
The Rollie bussin', but it's plain, should I drown the bitch?
Ain't on the type of time we on, don't come 'round us then
And I mean that
We in the window, tinted up with like three straps
(They took my thugs in for murder, hope they beat that)
Got baby suckin' dick for hours, she need knee pads
Just crashed an AMG (S), not no C-Class
Can't let nobody see you with me, lean your seat back
I keep it on me, she said, "I hate when I see that gun"
Heard they dropped fifty on my head, that ain't shit but crumbs
Tell them n***as up to nothin', "Bruh, who gon' get it done?"
[Chorus]
N***as love hittin' my phone talkin' like Mr. Impossible
He flipped his camera, showin' pole, who you poppin' though?
That actin'-hard shit cute 'til it go out the door
Stop speakin' on me 'fore I give you what you askin' for
N***a, they ain't stop makin' blicks when you bought one
Do it right, we specialize in walk-ups
Lil' brodie FaceTimed me like, "Ayy, I think I trawked somethin'"
Take it there with any n***a think they top gunnin'