[Intro: Blueface]
Wake up every morning, I'm chosing the violence
Rather use the .45 on me than kill 'em with kindness
Dirty money all up in these jeans but I keep 'em clean
Gotta keep that thing by my thing 'cause it's bling-bling
(Hit-Boy)
Get 'em

[Chorus: G Herbo]
I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs
Ain't nobody good, fuck the opps, no peace signs
I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside
I ain't 'posed to have this bitch, fuck it though, I keep mine

[Post-Chorus: Blueface]
Ain't nobody come to see Otis, they came for Blueface (Blue, pss-pss-pss-pss-pss)
Ayy, he say, she say (Huh?)
N***as wanna beef 'cause I'm giving her beefcake
Yeah (Turn it up)
Aight, that's more like it (Bruh)

[Verse 1: Blueface]
Tryna come through, gotta jump hoops in two gate
Second-degree murder 'cause he tried it in first place ('Aight)
Bitches ain't fuckin', get the boot on their birthday (Why?)
I ain't gotta bike for her bitch, tell her to ride dick
If she not bi, then bye, I'm not finna buy her shit (Bye)
Why do n***as wanna fight me instead of fightin' with a bitch? (Get out)
Don't play with Crips, boy, play with your lil' dick (Pause)
Ain't shit Frito-Lay, n***as could really get chips (Yeah)
[Chorus: G Herbo]
I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs (Word)
Ain't nobody good, fuck the opps, no peace signs
I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside
I ain't 'posed to have this bitch, fuck it though, I keep mine

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
And I'm stil with the gang, ain't shit changed (You know that)
Poppin' out, Bentley Mulsanne, got on six chains (Go)
Three rings, bitch, I get change
Bulletproof the Range, switchin' lanes
Super freak with me, bitch, I'm Rick James (Rick James)
All the hoes say my name like I'm Pootie Tang (G Herbo)
I ain't gotta do a thang and I do my thang (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Coupe all black matte like I'm John Wayne (John Wayne)
Rockin' Elliantte, this ain't Johnny Dang? (This ain't Johnny Dang)
Two-tone AP, or a plain jane Patek
Flyin' Trackhawk skat, shoes, shirt, cost racks
Big Glocks, no MACs, no belt on facts
A n***a up, no naps, get you clapped, fuck rap (N***a)

[Chorus: G Herbo]
I was on my block, gang ways, all street signs
Ain't nobody good, fuck the opps, no peace signs
I'm with Blueface on the West but I'm from the Eastside
I ain't 'posed to have this bitch, fuck it though, I keep mine
[Post-Chorus: Blueface]
Ain't nobody come to see Otis they came for Blueface (Blue, pss-pss-pss-pss-pss)
Ayy, he say, she say (Huh?)
N***as wanna beef 'cause I'm giving her beef cake
Yeah (Turn it up)
Aight, that's more like it (Bruh)