[Intro: 03 Greedo]
Fuck that mean, like?
What, what is that?
What they gon' say?
I been movin' all this weight, workin' on my— uh
I been, oh
I been movin' all this weight, workin' on my— uh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Ayy
Movin' all this weight like I'm workin' on my— uh, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: 03 Greedo]
Movin' all this weight like I'm workin' on my physique
Out here creepin' up the street, I keep it more discreet
Groupie bitch I made my wifey holdin' up my heat
Leave her scarred, put it on her face, can't pause for dick (Yeah)
What that mean? What that mean?
Fuck that mean? She be yellin', "Fuck that mean?"
What that mean? What that mean? What that mean?
She keep askin', "What that mean?" but she wanna be my queen
I been sippin' on that lean, I be sellin' all that green
I got somethin' in my spleen, this bitch somethin' in-between
Is it real or is it fake? Fentanyl or is it base?
Drummer Gang, we make it shake
Shoot a n***a in his face, I just— uh
Get on live, beat the case, oh
Mm
It's with an X, but I been with my n***a— uh, uh
It's with an X, I'm with my n***a Babyfxce
I want all the pesos
With my migos, I want bankrolls
I got kilos, I got caseloads
Ooh
We ain't punchin' in
I got hits, we ain't punchin' in
Send a hit, we ain't punchin' in
Ain't no fightin', ain't no fightin'
Ain't no fightin', ain't no fightin'
[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
Guarantee it ain't no fightin'
Ain't no fightin', ain't no fightin', ain't no fightin', ain't no fightin'

[Verse 2: Peysoh]
Got my phone on DND like what that mean? (What that mean?)
Brand-new Carti' and I got it off them fiends (Off that work)
Ain't no fightin', we gon' drill shit where you sleep (Where you sleep)
Ain't no runnin', walk him down and break his spleen
I been juggin' with that play money, like Young Thug, we slimin' shit
Choppers in the backseat for n***as that be on fightin' shit
Rappin' off the dome 'cause Greedo said don't go write to this
A Glock star, not a pop star, on PBS, I'll slide to this
Ain't no fighting, keep that pistol by my waistline
Ain't no fighting, bitch, it's over, I don't waste time
We see the real n***as' colors when they face time
I bully on they block, I'm hoppin' out like this a FaceTime
Ain't no fighting, ain't no treaties, ain't no holding hands
Heard the feds been on my 'Gram, they hate I'm holding bands
On the stage rapping to fans while I'm holding fans
And if it's on, then, bitch, it's on, it ain't no holding plans

[Verse 3: Babyfxce E]
I remember my first time when I was holdin' ten
Striker Boys, we started a whole movement, now they know what it is
Gang don't play that shit, you can play that with your kids
Doin' this shit in with Greedo, he said we ain't punchin' in
Doin' this shit with Greedo, he said we ain't punchin' in
Doin' this shit with Greedo, he said we ain't— mm, mm, yeah
Doin' this shit with Greedo, he said we ain't punchin' in
This off the top, yeah, I done brought the Glock
Huh, pull a striker up and park it in the spot
Pull a striker up and park it in the spot
I ain't even fuck the bitch, bro, I forgot the top
To the end, gang and them don't fuck with new friends
Every time I go on live, they wanna hear my new shit
I don't trust no hoes, she'll probably fuck somebody I'm cool with
Don't even trust no n***as, slime out a n***a you used to share shoes with
[Chorus: 03 Greedo & Babyfxce E]
Guarantee it ain't no fightin' (Don't even trust no n***as, slime out a n***a you used to share shoes with)
Ain't no fightin', ain't no fightin', ain't no fightin', ain't no fightin'