[Intro]
Yeah, n***a
HRRRRR
(Big Wildkard n***a, stop fuckin' playin')

[Chorus]
Hole in em, now he look like an O (N***a!)
OG down the street got a fro'
Keep a pole, n***a, I cannot go
Spin his whip, now his car gotta tow
Bags in, get it in for the low
N***as sweet, man they won't drop the lo'
Ha, you already know n***as ain't droppin' the lo', them n***as pussy, n***a
Glock on me, I keep it all the time
40 cal', I don't fuck with the 9
N***a broke, man, that must be a sign
Try to take my stick, you crossin' the line
He is not street, we know that n***a lyin'
We got short clips, like we making a Vine

[Verse]
I'm makin' plays, n***a, on my phone
Locked in, n***a, I'm in my zone
Boy, you a bitch, you need to just go home
All this shit, man, I got on my own
N***a broke, man, he might need a loan
Hit that bitch and I'm makin' her moan
Boy, you a bitch, you need to watch yo' tone
Flip his whip, turn him to a Trackstar
Boy, you sweet, you don't gotta act hard
1400, yeah, we pullin' his card
Try to rob, you a fucking retard
(Dummy!)
HRRRRR
Call Giela, cause I might need backup
Boy, you a bitch, n***a better back up
Not having racks, need to get yo' sack up
Having them loads, yeah I run the pack up
And I flip the pack like a packer (N***a!)
He is not gang, he is just a jacker
You is a scum, n***a you's a knacker
N***as be gay, they wanna be hackers
Not getting money, n***a, you a slacker
Black plug, down the street, don't like crackers