[Chorus]
Aye, aye, bitch-
What’s that 20 thousand? (Thousand!)
They be like lil Jace’, that boy be the final boss
They gon’ treat him like Bowser (Bitch)
We can have that boy killed in an hour (Hour)
Know some junkies that’ll kill you for powder (Powder)
At the top, I see why they been hating on him
Top Kid, the man of the hour (Vrr, vrrrrr)
(Aye, and I made that bitch ass label came back, and I just ran up 20 racks, bitch ass n***a)
Ay, ay, (Go) ay, bitch, I’m about it (Bout it)
And you see what they did to that boy with the dreads
Do you really want to go down with 'em’? (Down with ‘em’?)
They keep on talking to me like the feds
Kill both of them, n***as, get clowned with them (Clowned with them)

[Verse]
We just gon’ act like your ass ain’t called lil Jace’ big bro, when you said you want to sound like him?
I see his numbers declining’
It’s safe to say that it’s over, It’s over (It’s over)
And these n***as know Cujo’ bipolar (Bipolar)
N***a’s talking, whole time they’ve folded (They've folded)
We’ll snap on his dreads like a photo
Hop out that car and he tried to run, hold up (Hold up)
I just got of the phone wit’ lil Dee
That boy there shooting for me (He be shootin’ for me)
You know I can’t wait till I go free 30’
That boy, will go make you shut up for me (Aye)
Hell nah’ you can’t be in the cut wit’ me (Aye)
Got my metal, they’ll think that it’s cutlery (Cutlery)
AK’, none of you lil n***as fuck wit me (Fuck wit’ me)
Check the calendar, n***a I'm poppin’ still (Poppin’ still, ay, vrrrrr)
Aye, and that label told me that they need me still (Need me, still)
Look at my house bitch, I’m still in-nit’
They be like “how did he keep it still?” (How did he keep it still?)
They be like “How do those n***as fuck wit him?”
Lil bro, cause they know that I keep it real (Keep it real)
I’m with my kids, boy I got them still (Got ‘em’)
I don’t care if he big, we gon’ pop him still (Pop him still)
I see that boy, with the dreads
He keep claiming that body, he know he ain’t in the fields (In the fields)
I just might call this shit “Benji Flow”
Hop on the mic, and I’m flowin’ like Benji Blue Bills
I got the rock in my socket, that rocket pop him
He gon’ wish he got hit with a chopper
Headshot gang, hit that boy in his head
We gon' lay him down, send his ass right to the doctor (Doctor)
I can see why that boy mad
Cuz these n***as hate Jace but that n***a still poppin’ (Pop)
Chopper sing, call that Drac’ Mary Poppins (Poppins)
Put that bullet on him, and it stopped him (It stopped him!)
It’s funny how Sgp’ act like the other SGP, that lil n***a crazy
Hop on that mic, I ain’t sneak dissing
30’ see 'wes and he faced ‘em’ (Faced ‘em’)
[Chorus]
Aye, aye
What’s that 20 thousand? (Thousand!)
They be like lil Jace’ that boy be the final boss
They gon’ treat him like Bowser (Bitch)
We can have that boy killed in an hour (Hour)
Know some junkies that’ll kill you for powder (Powder)
At the top, I see why they been hating on him
Top Kid, the man of the hour (Vrr, vrrrrr)
(Aye, and I made that bitch ass label came back and I just ran up 20 racks, bitch ass n***a)
Ay, ay, (go) ay, bitch, I’m about it (Bout it!)
And you see what they did to that boy with the dreads
Do you really want to go down with 'em’? (Down with ‘em’?)
They keep on talking to me like the feds
Kill both of them, n***as, get clowned with them (Clowned with them)