[Intro]
Let the beat drop
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
This golden chain only thing at my neck
Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect
These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set
Still trouble man for his last bit of sess
Right, left
Right, left
Fuck about Wizzy, might scare 'em to death
Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets
Crackin' the ground anytime that I step

[Verse 1]
Goin' off on a tangent but I wish a n***a would step
Trappin' out of an abandoned run down shitty duplex
Comin' up, it was a random pick who's gon' see feds
Stacks salvagеd from the misery of huge dеbt
Talked to a man tactical, never know who scheme next
Awkward, a man naturally feel small from a G threat
Can't G check me, never that, surely see death
Meanwhile see me with a sweet tea salmon gravlax
For a G breakfast in a different league, what you need next?
Thoughts in me said, "Stamp on a man's head"
Trap for a man's bread or a get bread from a G check
Long time from all them way there, nowaday I see cheques
[Chorus]
Yeah, this golden chain only thing at my neck
Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect
These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set
Still trouble man for his last bit of sess
Right, left
Right, left
Fuck about wizzy, might scare 'em to death
Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets
Crackin' the ground anytime that I step

[Post-Chorus]
Right, left
Right, left
I need you to step
Right, left
Right, left
Nah, I need you to step
Step, right
Step, right
Step, step
Step, right
Step, right
Step, step
Step, step, step, step
Step, step, step, step
Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah)
Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step
[Verse 2]
Chain on my neck
My skill leave a stain on your neck
And still ain't no stain on my rep
I aim to protect, I done told you
Stop aimin' unless y'all aimin' to pay me respect
It's Meth
The game is a mess
I don't know if it's checkers or chess
They panickin', checkin' their chest
See I ain't even checkin' 'em yet
And ya man gotta check 'em for breath
You animals check-in with vets
Count your blessings, you blessed
If you doubtin', then rest with the rest
I'm just flexin' to flex
You upset on the set, we could never be BF and Fs
Boy, I'm fresher than fresh
Family only, that's flesh of my flesh
They don't know me, they guess and I guess
They don't know that I'm next
They don't know I'm the answer, correct
If you call and I answer, connect
Still got my foot on they neck
Work for my freedom, I earned my respect
I've seen other rappers get murdered for less
Shorty blew meth, Heisenberg in the flesh
Right, left, right, left
Friday the 13th, we scare 'em to death
And when I say we, I mean Wizzy and Meth
Be crackin' the ground everywhere that we step
[Chorus]
This golden chain only thing at my neck
Don't need advice, need some Birdman respect
These man ain't heavy, still gassed off a set
Still trouble man for his last bit of sess
Right, left
Right, left
Fuck about Wizzy, might scare 'em to death
Air all the nitties, stay cool with the vets
Crackin' the ground anytime that I step

[Post-Chorus]
Right, left
Right, left
I need you to step
Right, left
Right, left
Nah, I need you to step
Step, right
Step, right
Step, step
Step, right
Step, right
Step, step
Step, step, step, step
Step, step, step, step
Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah)
Step (Yeah), step (Yeah, yeah), step (Yeah), step