[Intro]
What you tryna do, n***a? (Look how much men in midfield!!!)
What you tryna do, n***a?
Yeah, on five

[Verse]
I got that stick in the trap, I'm not tryna go out sad
That bitch ain't on shit, n***a, we smokin' on yo' fuckin' dad
You tryna tell me 'bout a Glock I already fuckin' had
We in the field, n***a, but we don't fucking pull out flags
I'm not a snitch, you can't try me like I'm DJ VLAD
Hunnid' round drum, we slide on 'em like handicap
Hunnid' round drum, man, you know that we ending that
We from the slum's, we don't fuck with no fuckin' rat
44 the gang, man, you know we don't tic for tac
Top shooter, man, he caught him a couple hats
I had the fifty round drum with a baseball bat
Beam on his head, the size of a beanie hat

[Bridge]
Gang, BITCH (Gang)
FUCK (Bitch, on gang)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, it's TUCKED
Yeah, I'on give a FUCK, yeah
Call Smoke with that Glock, you bеtter DUCK, yeah
Stop telling mе, "Stop yelling", I'on give a FUCK, yeah
Yeah, I'm catching plays, set, hut, n***a
I'ma take flight like I'm Dutt, n***a
That AR-15 hit his gut, n***a
Bad bitch with a bubble butt, n***a
We pop out with that Glock 23
Bitch, we got lit, n***a, it's on me
That n***a too sweet, he get smoked like tree
[Outro]
Yeah (What you think of that, huh?)
Gang (What you think, I'm a FUCKING worm like you?)
Smoke, smoke, n***a
Yeah, I see you in that 'jay, bet' tote, n***a
On gang, HRRRRR
Yeah, I'm off
On five