[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
Big 24 shit (You know what the fuck goin' on)
Free the Bangman (Free the Bangman, bitch)
Fuck be wrong with n***as? (Dumb-ass n***as)
The fuck, n***a?

[Verse]
Oh, you ain’t heard? Ask about the last four bodies (We upped the score)
Them n***as sayin, "Rest in piss," but ain't pop nobody (What the fuck?)
You still a virgin in these streets, boy, you ain't got no bodies (Boy, you ain’t got no bodies)
I like my hoes fresh up out the lot, n***a, with low mileage (I like that bitch clean)
I was on they block for a week and ain't see nobody (What?)
We known for putting shit straight to sleep, so don't even try me (Grrah)
I just fucked eight hoes in one week, I know my dick tired
If y'all job was really killin' n***as, then y'all been fired
If a n***a еver blow at me, then I'm rеturnin' fire (Rrah)
Bitch, you had that weed for some weeks, you need the blowdryer
They said Cali bag goin’ this week, I’m finna go try it
When they drop that new AP, bitch, I'ma go buy it
If a n***a reach for somethin’ on me, then he dyin'
Let a n***a ever think shit sweet and we gon' deep fry him (Boom-boom-boom)
Lik ain't standin’ by no microwave, but he keep heat by him (Keep that bitch on me)
I'm quick to drop the the window on this bitch, don't even speed by us (Skrrt)
Get out of line, we puttin' holes in head, now he Rasheed Wallace (Rrah)
Me and Acee'll rain this bitch out until they need dollars
I had to show to show her how to suck dick on her knees proper (Rookie ho)
.380 with seven in the clip, this bitch a knees-popper
Rose-gold presi' on my wrist, this bitch a panty-dropper (Damn)
Boy, this bitch came with a dick, he let a tranny pop him (Rrah)
A n***a slid on my cousin crib, I think my auntie shot him (Haha)
Boy, you and your clique Lil Scrappy, you don't want no problems
Ridin' 'round this bitch with DJ, we want all the drama
Up the chop, this bitch'll get to spittin' like a fuckin' llama (Doo-doo-doo)
The 40 quick to burn a n***a up like a broken condom (Shh)
Bitch, you know I'm all about my bucks like I play with Giannis (Shh)
Boy, if you ain't ten years in, then you can't sit behind us (Get the fuck on)
Why the opps keep calling in like, "Can we put this shit behind us?
All my n***as tired of dyin', bitch, you know we tired of hidin'
Bitch, I know y'all tired of slidin'," haha
You know I got the sauce, but, n***a, you can't get the recipe (What?)
Sent him up top with this chop, pussy rest in peace (Boom-boom-boom)
Keep it on me daily, I can't let no n***a step on me (Can't no n***a step on me)
Catch an opp lackin', boy better have that vest on him (Yeah, n***a)
Think he a demon, I'ma send him where the devil be (He outta here)
Now I bet you fuckboys learned not to mess with me (Bitch)
Boy, I had to earn my stripes like a referee
I'm somethin' like a charlie horse, ain't no stretchin' me
I know n***as out here takin' hits for a pint of green (He gone)
I just made eight in one trip and ain't stack a thing (I ain't stack shit)
I just missed a sale for six zips 'cause my phone ain't ring (What the fuck?)
In the 'burbs trappin' out this bitch with them birdie things (Brrr, brrr)
Every gram you buy half off, we like Burlington
[Outro]
Bitch, you know what the fuck goin' on, big 24 shit, n***a
N***a, I don't even rap, n***a
Lil' n***a, I'm doin' shit for fun
Bitch