[Intro]
(Ayy, Ecko, turn it up)
Yeah, ayy
Fuck it up lil' baby, you a trap star (Fly the Jett)
Last skit was a movie n***a, that part, yeah
G Block, n***a
Slo-Be Mode, n***a
Kasino World, n***a
N***as know how we bomin’ n***a

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy
Fuck it up lil' baby you a trap star
Last skit was a movie n***a, that part, yeah
Shot a n***a in his shit for tryna act hard
I don't associate with n***as that don’t kill n***as
Ain't never slip or rap about it, I don't feel n***as
I talk about the trenches in my songs 'cause I'm still in 'em
I caught one as an adolescence but don't feel different
Poured a four of Tris then dropped a pill in it
Keep it on me, left the house with fully switch, on the Gz I don't lack
How the fuck did cuz survive and he took a dome tap?
Asked the killers ’bout me, in the county jail I’m on that
Don't hear mе talkin’ bout no gangster shit, you know my phone tapped

[Verse]
Out on bail on two anklеs, feds tryna grab a n***a
Every time we lost one we hopped in load and grabbed a n***a
Can tell you that I got skits, you ain't gotta ask them n***as
He not a real donk, but it's funk so I'ma crash to get him
Walked in a bitch house with skeezy on
It’s a fee to fuck with me
Can't argue with no sucker n***a, I know I done touched a [?]
Don't send your lil' n***as to take pictures in the hood tell them bump with me
How you gon' troll me on the 'Gram I hit you with a six piece?
Can't tell me I ain't Damu , got scenes on that Crip street
Think I'm gon' fuck the ho and she ain't get a bag? Bitch please
Left that n***a with a zipper then he went and dissed me
Finally popped the n***a I been droppin' on since I was fifteen
I pop another Tribe n***a I'm gon' stop rapping
Only G n***a with blood on the 5 so n***a stop cappin'
Act like I don't got the drop, you know I got tactics
Got Dracy on me if they spin it do not matter
[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy
Fuck it up lil' baby you a trap star
Last skit was a movie n***a, that part, yeah
Shot a n***a in his shit for tryna act hard
I don't associate with n***as that don't kill n***as
Ain't never slip or rap about it, I don't feel n***as
I talk about the trenches in my songs 'cause I'm still in 'em
I caught one as an adolescence but don't feel different
Poured a four of Tris then dropped a pill in it
Keep it on me, left the house with fully switch, on the Gz I don't lack
How the fuck did cuz survive and he took a dome tap?
Asked the killers 'bout me, in the county jail I'm on that
Don't hear me talkin' bout no gangster shit, you know my phone tapped