[Intro]
Uh, ayy (DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)
Ain't no weed rolled up over there?
Damn, one more time
Ain't no weed rolled up back there?
Fuck, hand me that cup
Uh (Ayy, Wond3r, you made this beat? Dang), yeah

[Verse]
My lil' n***a's itchin', he gon' take on all missions
Better not play the field, pussy, I'ma have my dawgs sick 'em
Shoot it out with the whole city, all fifties, all Glizzies
Pop out wearin' black masks, we know most of y'all witnesses
War between some young n***as, likely to involve bitches
Next thing, got a wall for the deceased, room full of our pictures
Feds wanna catch a n***a bad, know they all wishin' (What?)
I'm gettin' rich, so suck a n***a dick, I know that y'all listening
Chains on me all glistening (Uh), blur a bitch vision (Ayy)
Difference is you in that five-sixty (I'm in that six-fifty)
I'm ballin' out, but just like Ja Morant, you didn't pick me, bitch grizzly
Thought I lost it, but I really didn't, big frisbee (Uh)
Started on the block, now I'm worldwide
N***a, I been trendin' before verified (I been trendin' before verified)
When I saw a murder, I wasn't terrified (I wasn't terrified)
Stuck up in this shit like I'm paralyzed (Like I'm paralyzed)
Gangsters gon' unite, one day our day arrives (Our day arrives)
Thankful for my life, I pray I stay alive (I pray I stay alive)
Movin' like the man 'cause I got bread now (I got bread now)
I can't let the fame get to my head now (Uh, uh-uh)
Thousand dollar cash, mil' skully's on my head now (Ayy, ayy)
But n***as I was thuggin' with, gettin' money with, they dead now
Pain in me, keep the flames with me, n***a blackout, just see red, I
Wised up, might contradict myself on shit I said
I be trying to slow up like, "Herbo, n***a, use your head"
Got a bodyguard, but n***a be really dependin' on that lead
N***a not no reptile, nothing but tears and bloodshed
N***a not erectile, but I keep one up in the head (Keep one up)
N***as fucked up in the head, you get one up in your head
Feel like I'm one up in my head, n***as like, "What's up in your head?"
Oh, that's just tough luck 'cause he scared? N***as gettin' tucked up in they bed
Oh, you a killer? Why you ain't slayed? What's them face tats and them dreads? (What?)
You a pussy boy (Pussy), go on hits, but you keep missing
You a rookie, or (Rookie) hollows poppin' through your skin
Like some cooking oil (Like some cookin' oil), he ain't really with the sin
He a pussy boy (He a pussy), go and let the smokers in
We been looking for it (Smoke)