[Chorus]
(But y'all say I shot in the air–) (Boy–)
(Watch this again)
(Pffft) (Hol' on)
I ain't on the bench, I'm a starter (Nope)
Don't try to run, you ain't gettin' farther
Down bad, couldn't pay the barber (Damn)
Down bad, he ain't notice it (Damn!)
Thot bih' wanna fuck me, no, I couldn't do it, had to tell my bro to hit (Straight like that, n***a)
He a bitch, he gon' fold a bit (He is)
Wake up, I'ma wear the same fit (Mhm)
Back then I ain't have it, so I had to hit a lick (On God)
She ain't let you hit, but she spent yo money, n***a, you's a good trick (Damn)
Ai-Ain't no n***a finna try me
Cause I got this shit beside me

[Verse]
Baby gon' eat me up like a Zombie (That's them?)
Am I gon' kick her out? Told her, "Probably" (Y'all wanna get shot at, n***a?)
I-I had to mediate like I'm Gandhi (I had to)
Boy, you my son, I'ma fuck yo' mommy (I will!)
All these n***as switched up, but the money never changed on me (Ain't never)
Bitch, I'm a big Ape, I can't stay in the Zoo
The Jungle where I'm coming too
One man army, I never needed a hand
I could beat three n***as like I'm Spider-Man
Told my white boy, "Chill, I ain't poppin' no Xan"
I be choppin' and kickin' shit like Jackie Chan
You can never tell everybody yo' plan
You can never tell a n***a yo' next move
Back on the Perc, that shit give me my groove
You keep mention my name, what, you want some clout?
It's what you portray, it's not what you bout'
Dirty ass BITCH, told the HO, "Get the FUCK out my face!"
I ain't really havin' no time to waste
I don't needa' rush, cause I got my own pace
I did it by myself, I can't leave a trace
Bitch, I'm in the V8, you ain't catchin'
You fucked a dirty bitch, I know you scratchin' (Damn!)
I ain't rich yet, so I gotta keep goin' (Gotta keep goin')
And baby, it's all about timing!
I-I put the Glocky on him, he gon' do what I say like I'm Simon (He gon' do what I say...)
N***a talkin' crazy, you can't hide forever, we gon' find him
I'on want the ho, she askin' "Why?"
Tweakin' off the za, think I got a third eye!!! (Damn!)
I'm good where I'm at (I'm good where I'm at)
I'm good with my bitch, I'm good with my money (Yuh!)
You better watch your surrounding, n***a be envy, I swear it get ugly (Get ugly)
Hit-stick a n***a, he fell to the ground, he thought we was playin' some rugby (Damn!)
Bad bih' on my phone, she talm' bout, "You love me?" ("You love me?")
[Chorus]
(But y'all say I shot in the air–) (Boy–)
(Watch this again)
(Pffft) (Hol' on)
I ain't on the bench, I'm a starter (Starter)
Don't try to run, you ain't gettin' farther
Down bad, couldn't pay the barber (Damn)
Dow-Down bad, he ain't notice it (Damn!)
Thot bih' wanna fuck me, no, I couldn't do it, had to tell my bro to hit (Straight like that, n***a)
He a bitch, he gon' fold a bit (Fold)
Wake up, I'ma wear the same fit (Yes)
Back then I ain't have it, so I had to hit a lick (Pffft)
She ain't let you hit, but she spent yo money, n***a, you's a good trick (Gang)
Ain't no n***a finna try me (Huh?)
Cause I got this shit beside me

[Outro]
(That's them? Y'all wanna get shot at, n***a?)
(Pffft)