[Intro]
(Reuel, stop playin' with these n***as)

[Verse 1: JustBeanz]
I dropped a call, when you got shot, I had my feet up
Told them n***as stay up off they block, they better D up
Told my brodie chill out on the traffic 'fore he heat up
Thought they caught us lackin' in the club and they got beat up
From the D to Cincinnati, on the way back, I was catchin' plays
Finna book another flight, I'm in Miami tryna catch the shade
My racks been gettin' bigger and bigger and your shit look the same
If I spill the Wock' on my shirt only way you see a stain

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
Since my brother got killed, I ain't been the same
The PLR hold a whip, but I still'll aim
Five years in the feds, you don't feel my pain
One day, wе had to pop a n***a up, he tried to steal my namе
Dope good, I could cut it twice and it's still the same
Should I bust this Yachtmaster down or leave it plain?
Ridin' 'round in a sports car that'll leave a plane
All hundreds, I don't need no change, but I'ma need the chain

[Verse 3: JustBeanz]
N***a speakin' on my name, I guess I gotta check a pulse (What he say?)
I just made some racks off the shh, I'm finna check it off
Me and Mud got foot on n***as' necks, we finna step it off (Bitch)
Brodie got the secret ingredient, they tryna guess the sauce (Whip)
I was gettin' head from your lil' bitch, I couldn't accept the call
We got it like John Witherspoon on Friday how we catchin' dog
Bro just bought a new AR, the opps, gon' catch 'em all
Bitch that shoot like Queen Latifah, we finna set it off
[Verse 4: Rio Da Yung OG]
Swing on me if you want, we lettin' weapons off
I ain't take the pitbull to yoga class, but I'm stretchin' dog
Big bro used to have a brick, but he fellin' off
Damn, I mean fall, if you get caught, you gon' tell it all
Million dollars off the rap, who would've ever thought?
Got me addin' up everything that I ever bought
Stupid n***a ain't use his head, it got severed off
Before I ever made a rap, I was sellin' soft

[Verse 5: JustBeanz]
I ain't fuckin' with them Perkies, just lean
Brought the age in the trenches with the Glock, it hold sixteen
Cuz was livin' life just like a movie, n***a, pick a scene
How I short you on a half? Bitch, I got a triple beam

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG]
We in this bitch talkin' spicy, me and JustBeanz
I ain't fuckin' with the dog food, just beans
When I caught my first body, I was sixteen
He ain't got a hustle, he keep fallin' off like some big jeans