[Intro]
Check this, look
I do it like this, look
Say one time for your motherfuckin' mind like
Or two times if you came in with your vibe right
And three times if you're ready to vibe tonight
Yeah, yeah, now look, I say (Guard your face)

[Chorus]
Who said we wasn't steppin' in? Ayy
Guess again, hah, guess again
Y'all thought I wasn't gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?
Guess again, hah, guess again
You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?
Guess again, shit, guess again
You thought I wasn't gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?
Guess again, shit, guess again

[Verse 1]
Yeah, back when I was a youngin
We just trying to double my double-up, stack up my fetty, and blow
Ooh, my n***as was ready to go, uh
We tryna break the doors
Uncle was slangin' dope
In Deb's house with the fiends, yeah
I really seen it up close, uh
Graduated to the Rollie face with the VS2s in it
I don't want the Benz if it ain't blue on it
Rappin' like '05 Fab, fuck around and have to get Clue on it
Actin' like you want it, girl, what you finna do on it?
Ayy, is you gon' act a fool on it?
Wham, bam, then I'm cool on it
Smokin' to pass time, can't sleep
Thinkin' 'bout my goals, every single dollar that the labels owe
I can't go back to sharing burgers or clothes
Burners and hoes, Al-Qaeda soldier, I'm determined to blow
Yeah, from all angles, go Kurt on them hoes, yeah
Exotic kush and I'm burnin' it slow, woah
Save your cap, I done heard it before
You thought we came to an end, uh
Tell them n***as guess again, yeah (Guard your face)

[Chorus]
Who said we wasn't steppin' in? Ayy
Guess again, hah, guess again
Y'all thought I wasn't gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?
Guess again, hah, guess again
You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?
Guess again, shit, guess again
You thought I wasn't gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?
Guess again, shit, guess again
[Verse 2]
Look, steppin' in, reppin' again, we goin' postal
Quick chance, bust Ray Bans, high off the dope, uh
Got the fans liftin' they hands, who want smoke?
Yeah, that's what I like
I just aim for the best, straight from the West
With them head hunters, boy, they don't aim for your chest
Lookin' goofy in the studi' with a chain and a vest
Lookin' lame, this is chess, real game manifest
Hear my name and ask a n***a am I flame? N***a, yes
I don't strain, I don't stress
Mix the Chucks with the damn near anything 'cause I can dress
Real thang in the flesh
Can't complain when you blessed
Just ace it if you test
Now you see me, don't you?
You'll really do it in Paris and Santorini, won't you?
Just 'cause he fuck you from time to time, that don't mean he want you
That's just my thoughts while I'm rollin' to Mr. Feeny, coastin'
I hope your team is focused
West, one question (Guard your face)

[Chorus]
Who said we wasn't steppin' in? Ayy
Guess again, hah, guess again
Y'all thought I wasn't gon' make it out, beat the odds, and win?
Guess again, hah, guess again
You said I never learned to separate all the snakes from friends?
Guess again, shit, guess again
You thought I wasn't gon' be able to switch the Porsche from the Benz?
Guess again, shit, guess again
[Outro]
Ayy, one time for your motherfuckin' mind like
Or two times if your motherfuckin' mind right
Or three times if your motherfuckin' mind right
Yeah (C'mon, c'mon)