[Intro]
Could ask anybody they gon tell you I’m-this really that

[Verse 1]
Bounce out the car he took flight
You’ll think that he ran track
He was aiming for his face
He made us put em in his back
We leave the gram for the bitches
We don’t do The tip for tap
We just put that hot shit on n***as
You can’t get them back
N***as hanging out on corners
They gon die on
A drill beat the only thing
Them little n***as slide on
G23 with a button Ion care
If it’s five of them they jump
In the wheel I’m tryna kill
Told Brodie following them
They don’t see me I’m too sneaky
I be creeping look like halo man
Ya big homie got his gun took
This the n***a that y’all following?
She don’t suck dick she getting
Kicked I ain’t with all the childish shit
Push a button let it glide I ain’t even
Gotta drive this bitch 2024 push button
Doors I’m in some stylist shit
[Bridge]
Tell her friends I’m that n***a
It’s a killer who she riding with
Funeral and wakes we put the
Oops through all kinds of shit
We gon shoot try to knock you out ya boots

[Verse 2]
Fuck all the hollering
The way little bro shoot
You’ll think he tryna get a scholarship
Flame Ya whole block broadway
They say we wild as shit
Papi really that them n***as
Popped they really ass
Drop my name in a diss
Hoping they will get a mention
Hit ya block with a switch
We turned n***as into victims
Bitch ass so fat every time she walk
Look like she twitching
Little bro will dump it
And then reload it that
Little n***a go to glitching
We was taught to get on close
We don’t be shooting from a distance
We stand over n***as Personally
Make sure them n***as feel it
I ain’t the type to go diss for diss N***a I’ll kill you
You had a run when we was young
But that shit dead you n***as finished
I really pop out with a button
And 30k like fuck the gimmick
Shiesty on they know it’s me
Cause I ain’t tuck the pendant
[Bridge]
We call Brody trampoline
He catch a opp and he gon Flip him
Long nose G17 this bitch like Scotty Pippen
She see Papi scratching itching
Tell her friend “like Papi Tripping”

[Verse 3]
I got Bucks Sluts Shut the fuck up And mind ya business
I’m a product of the trenches
Aim at ya noggin And We Split it
If Ain’t No Profit I ain’t with it
I need Money Dollars Digits
Johnny Impala Sliding tinted
Soon as we Spot Him Hop out get him
He tried to run and went went to Tripping
Soon as he stumbled Brody flicked him
He got stood over he was finished
We pull off sliding laughing giggle
They know we wild they know we vicious
We treat the Johnny like a stick shift
Who gon say that I ain’t that?
I put that bag on your head and that’s a wrap
I had that bag way before I ever thought about a rap
I’m known for jumping out robbing sliding
Audis back to back and when you see me
On that corner you know papi got that sack
I’m the heroin man around my way
I serve the smack I leave most them
N***as sick cause I put dick up in they bitch
I bounce out fresh as fuck two hundred thousand
For my kick I got dog I got pit but I’m tryna go legit
He signed a deal for sixty thousand shit I drop
That on my wrist he went and brought a 36
I would’ve got that for my bitch
When we shoot we don’t miss all net it sound like (kush kush kush) we gon empty out the clip before we jump
Back in the whip they rap about made up shootings that shit don’t even exist
[Bridge]
Drop diss after diss and they still ain’t did shit
Drop addy’s to every show but them n***as never slid
Bro say why I’m still into beef when I’m starting to get big I could be 20 million up that ain’t gon change the way I live

[Verse 4]
They started smoke they gotta go them n***as know
Just what they did we got the drop by three o’clock
We came through shooting up the crib stick in a knot
It make it hard for me try to tuck in it
He did some floss shit one time I never fucked with him again he dropped at the bus stop they’ll never catch the bus again twenty thousand in Amiris it’s a light day I bust on her lip then I dip I wish I might stay it’s one in the head in her bed I wish she might play I get to that pot throw on that glove I feel like Mic J I done seen and did a lot of shit I can’t not say little Brody shoot tryna Execute get you out my way you brought a deuce and tried to bring it back? Fuck out my face you’ll think the gang do graffiti cause we all spray shit was never easy Me And Brody came from hard days they caught him with his bitch and let it flick then made him part ways a whole month straight we gave the oops a bunch of Dark Days

[Outro]
N***as can’t fuck with me Dawg Like Worda Bro