[Verse]
Before I dive in, I smack that ass (Smack it)
Pull out my iPhone, hit record, turn on the flash (Haha)
We gon' make a flick like Ray J and Kim, that’s a fact (Bitch)
Block her if she trash, ain't no room for that (Bitch)
I’m Young Rhyme, stressing who? Ain’t no chick I can’t smash (Smash)
Probably hit her too, it ain't no girl I ain't had (Flex)
Man, this game is light, you the type to hit and brag
Talk too much, I’m starting to think you boys is fags (Fags)
Hard to take it slow, I’m used to living fast
I love the gang, on granny, I’ll give 'em my last (Gang, gang, gang)
Only roll with shooters, if you won't blast, you can’t hang
Don’t try me like that, I’ll put them hitters on your name (Boom, boom)
Always shouting out my block 'cause, bitch, that’s where I came
Ahead of my class, yeah, always played the game (Bitch)
Ain’t no competition even whеn they try their hardest
I know thеy be hating, but I’m in my bag regardless (Flex)
Give it a year or two, let’s see who goes the farthest
Don’t play in these streets, you’ll end up a target (Boom, boom, boom)
You could think you wild, but my crew is getting retarded
If I call up my boys, they scoring like they can't be guarded, bitch
That AR be blasting, I call it G-Unit, it got .50 clips
Hair-trigger, just tap it, don’t pull it, no saving tips, I shoot ‘til it’s empty
Like a yoga class, we stretching shit
We roll through with the TECs, sending messages
Ain’t no talking out, police chalk him out, that’s how we settle shit
Had to drop my old bitch, she was choosing, I ain’t tripping, 'cause a thot gon’ be a thot (Haha)
Opps from the other side dissing my crew, I ain’t tripping, just gon' get him 'cause a opp gon' be a opp (Bitch)
Forget that internet beef, we don’t do that, we grab Glocks
Spot News making reports when we speed past blocks (Boom, boom, boom)
Bitch, it’s nighttime, so we bringing out the red dots
Got a long-nose nine and this bitch don’t blow out snot
Feel like Jordan vs. Utah, I’m deadly with that last shot (Bitch)
Back to poking n***as if I lose all that I got
You keep flicking up with them rolls, we might enter your spot
Put that barrel on your head, take your chain and your watch (Pussy)
I been T’d since I heard my homie dead
Caught your homie lacking- (Bop, knocked off his dread)
Just for satisfaction, we’ll come take off a n***a’s head (Haha)
Hollows like a virus, bodies drop when that shit spread
Explode in his flesh, make a mess, get ripped to shreds
Show no mercy for the enemy, nobody getting spared
Man, you n***as soft, why the fuck would I be scared?
Thirty shots in my bomb, my mama said, "Be prepared" (Ooh)
Heard the streets been talking, I know what they said
Young Rhyme been grinding, shorty gon’ get to that bread (Flex, flex)
Balling like I’m Bryant, no, not Kobe, bitch, Lil' Ed
See, you could stay on the sideline, I’ma run it up instead, ayy, uh
I’ma run it up instead
See, you could stay on the sideline, I’ma run it up instead, bitch
[Outro]
Young Rhyme in this bitch, man
Y’all know what the fuck goin’ on, man
Long live the gang, 1300 forever, man
TimTim gang shit, man
You already know how the fuck I’m rockin’, man