[Intro]
This what I need y'all to do before I even come out
I need y'all to raise y'all phones up
And scream to the top of y'all fuckin' lungs
N***as ain't gon' be sittin' around lookin' bored
This ain't regular, n***a, trenches in the building, let's get it
(You know what it is, right?)
Ayy, this shit like videos, you hear me? (Apple Music Live)
Everything I'm sayin', this motherfucker all props (This shit is not real, The Voice is in the building)
Just case the police listening, you know? (OTF)
Smurk, slide, slide, slide (Man, what?)

[Chorus]
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah)
I'm like, fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun (Gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds'll come (Man, what?)
He fucking his bitches, them n***as his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Let's go)

[Verse 1]
We been slidin' through they blocks and they don't know we have
Buddy ass got shot and we ain't claim it, but I can show his ass
N***as acting like they really like that since my brodie died (Von)
Just got out the feds, you bring up murders with your police ass (Pussy)
I told Von to leave that bitch alone, she post on OnlyFans (Eater)
Catch 'em at apartments they been in 'cause that's our only chance (Brrah)
They don't be outside like you think, they ass be on the 'Gram (On gang)
Old opps fucking with my new opps (Brr), oh, man (Brrah)
That shit merched, we been through there, that shit like ghost land (Skrrt, skrrt)
My brother DThang just got killed and I been slow since (Gang, gang)
But we got back on they ass, I bet they know this (Brrah)
And, on bro, I'm speaking facts, this ain't no diss (This ain't no diss)
Keep the police out my business, we don't post shit (We don't post shit)
Trigger happy, I be with Zoo 'nem, we on 46 ('Wop, 'Wop)
They like, "Durk, his ass a singer, he won't smoke shit" (Yeah, yeah)
You can believe whatever you want, I got your folks hit (Ah-ha)
[Chorus]
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah)
I'm like, fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun (Gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds'll come (Man, what?)
He fucking his bitches, them n***as his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
"He talking 'bout me in "Pissed Me Off"?" And I'm like, "Yes" (Yes)
If you feel some type of way, you better slide and get revenge (Brrah)
He say, "Therapy ain't helping," he just killing for a cleanse (Slide)
She said she ain't really got shit, but she so thirsty for a Benz
I just made her suck my dick and I just nutted on her chin (Bitch)
I been feeling like Rico, I just fucked her in my Timbs (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
For school, he save no pen, he'd rather carry him a Gen (5)
A 10 (10), FN, Perc' 10, I'm saying, he spinnin'
He need a pill to slide, he off all 'em milligrams, he been a fan (Bitch)
I seen n***as really killing shit, post shit on Instagram (Pussy)
If you doing that, you might as well go to court and say you killed the man
I don't claim n***as who be with opps, I try to reel 'em in (Grrah)
The trenches like a sport, you grab that ball and turn to killer, man (Pussy)
Switches on me, all faceshots, we change your dental plans (Brrah)
All fast cars, we make it skrrt, we don't do rental vans (Why?)
I can have your homie set you up, his ass a middleman (Ah-ha)
[Chorus]
Don't respond to shit with Von (Yeah)
I'm like, fuck it, you tripping, go get your gun (Gun)
They dropping locations, I'm getting it done (Gang)
Fuck tweeting, we sliding, the feds'll come (Man, what?)
He fucking his bitches, them n***as his sons (Let's get it)
I'm hanging with killers, we breaking a bond (Bond)
They really don't mean it, he say it in songs (Songs)
They really don't mean it, he play it in songs (Ah)