[Intro: Peysoh]
(Ayy, 40, what that is?)
Ayy

[Verse 1: Peysoh]
Bad out the yo to kick the dust when we start clappin'
That skit was cute, now watch the weather, we gon' cause madness
I can't deal with you, bitch, you not my type and you be yappin'
I can't hang with these rap n***as, tell 'em stop with all that cappin'
Who ot beats for real? Man, he on my team, I be with steppers
We step on bullies, break the trap and book these flexers
Hold on, wait, lil' bro, skeezy fresh, I need you for that next one
I caught two hats, threw this one out and got the next one
Got this flamе with me, press that trigger twicе and you hear, "Ahh"
Got twenty shake, just dropped a hundred with this fah
Let me switch his ass, all that gangster postin' like he trippin'
It's a hot one every time they piss me off, someone get chipped
I said I love the block, we let shit off for T but it's for y'all
Came through taggin', but won't pop, I done played ball
Like what's up with that? N***as ain't on shit, just for the 'Gram
He postin' guns like why not get back for your mans?
I catch dead n***as on verse, he said he gangster, blow a blick
We caught shit two in one day, broad day walkin' shit with six
I'm a two-stepper, both feet on this pedal when we blitz
Been to myself, they gave us time under that jail for what we did
I step for T Beezy, maniac, I got you, we send shots
We bought two three hundred blacks, who wanna play? We kill they block, n***a
[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
I ain't tried to put my purple Carlo stage at the Baladiam
They say it way too much, I guess the drama's goin' stadium
Balenciaga boots with all the patches, ain't valadiums
I just bought a Desert Eagle, SayQuan Arabian
I don't care if baby got a blue check, she gon' take it in
I feel like Jacquees, I'm baby making, we gon' make some friends
Fresh up out of prison, built like tads, I'm finna make 'em spin
All these bitches thirsty, swallow Greedy like devouring time
All these bitches thirsty, swallow Greedy like Jamaican jam
Bitch, I'm in Jamaican room
Go back to 03 inside the bricks, I was a naked bum
Fuck a bitch to stay at home
Now I'm buyin' leather way in Vegas, better make a clone
This shit match my chopper, I be nervous when I stay at home
Pop a n***a, yell out, "Shit", bitch, you know I'm Drakeo clone

[Verse 3: Babyfxce E]
I'm so turnt, if I fall off, then I got push
Man, I'm so OP, I swing this bitch before you even look, you n***as cooked
The streets unfair, bro, we don't play shit by no book
I got 'em singin' it word for word, I don't even need no hook
N***a, I was on that road, I think I pressed no T's and pushed
I'm talkin' 'bout them Target stores, if you know it, it's understood
I just poured two inside my pop, it look like blood
N***a, if you know me, then you know I don't give a fuck
It was trap, then rap, if rap didn't work, I was back to snatchin' whips
I ain't trust nobody, I was sellin' straps without the clip
I ain't fuck none off no Perc', don't let me practice on your bitch
My n***a just don't give a fuck, he ain't use no mask before he slid
Don't ask me what I did, it was a lot, I said, "Watch"
That's that second time that car came down this block, next time drop the top
I'm the type of n***a do somethin' to me, we gon' go eye for eye
Chrome Heart hoodie was only made overseas, it's gon' be hard to find
Huh, I almost crashed the 'Cat, I was tryna swat a fly
44 Glock give you superpowers, I heard you tryna fly
If this bitch swingin', hit your shirt, they think you bought it cropped
Baby got the M so fuckin' turnt, they think we bought the block
[Outro: Babyfxce E]
N***a
Yeah
Striker Boys, M Block, all that shit, you know what the fuck goin' on