[Intro: RMC Mike]
(It's a Wayne beat)
Bitch

[Verse 1: FMB DZ]
I thought I already told them boys, it'll get spooky
I got 2 Glocks, I'm lookin' like Mike Mike and oochie
N***a couldn't survive what I survived, my life a movie
I'ma disrespect the cream soda, it's time to get juicy
I don't wanna be around these n***a 'cause I get moody
I'll do whatever for the family like that n***a Pootie
Told my bitch while we out in public, she better act ruly
Feel like Austin Powers 'round this bitch, the way I get groovy
I heard he died for thinking with his dick, n***a so goofy
I'll pull up with a yopstick big as Lil Uzi
My young dog just beat thе chair, he think he Lil Boosie
Lil' bitch ain't got a lot of hair but got a lil' booty
Wе'll get on all these n***as' ass because we been on it
I don't go to the front door without the fan on me
I don't go to sleep unless I know the chop close by
Real P-Rock baby, we send pussy n***as to old pop
N***a think he fucking with Big Woo, keep your hopes high
Cut a lot of ho n***as off and they know why
We ain't never ran from them n***as, who you hear that from?
Bitch, we known for ridin' with them switches [?][1:00]
Fuck around and catch me in the trenches, I come from the mud
Ten thousand dollars for a show, I damn near want a dub
Throw a rocket launcher through your shit like The Players Club
Bitch, I'm one-of-one, fuckin' with me, you gon' meet the plug
We don't want no ho n***as around while we winning
These n***as'll try to bring you down, pay attention
I be saying shit right before it happen like The Simpsons
Way before the Yeezys, I been fuckin' hoes in Raf Simons
I just wonder why all these n***as think that they know me
I been eating good, had to add a link to the Rollie
All that talkin' n***as doin' I don't believe, you gotta show me
If you 'bout that then catch me out in traffic, get up on me
We be hanging out the windows with them bitches tryna flip something
[?][1:33], I send the play then put the blitz on you
My young n***as got these rap n***as scared to death
It's a drought on real n***as, only a couple of us left
They done took my n***a out the game, they caught him at his best
[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Young dog wasn't actin' right, so I caught him with a left
I just made a foul play, I got him calling for a ref'
I'm not with this child play, I'm like a father when I step
My white boy got rich off of scams, he a genius
Make my Cali bitch come and eat the meat, she a vegan
[?][1:55], we had to drop five, now we even
I'm a G.O.A.T., bitch, I made top five within the season
I know it's go time, I heard my n***a yell "Woo"
My brother in the feds, pokin' n***as up in cell two
There's so much pape' in the room that the floor done fell through
Made a 20K play then bought my bitch Chanel boots
Bitch, I keep my heat on me 'cause these streets a dirty game
Watched my brother make 200K in less than thirty days
Cut my main n***a off, he had too many dirty ways
Shit, I'm a fiend now 'cause I drunk lean at an early age
This a Trackhawk, stand up in the gas and take flight
Can't get your raps off, we all know you live a fake life
I got a plug in Dakota that be making fake pints
So much water on my neck, can take it off and make ice