[Intro]
(Ayo X9)
(That n***a Nate crazy, okay, bet)

[Chorus]
Sweeper clean him up
On sweeper, you know that GG tucked
Southside in the cut
Nike steppin', he goin' on a manhunt
Was tryna be the good guy, you was tryna be the bad guy, so now I'm bad luck
Stoleys in the hood, said you was tryna ride out, better hide the gun up Crodie, boogie, get your gun, always in the cut like he a bandaid
So much dog food for my dog, I was in the trap house until it got raided
Too many opps tried to slide on me, I was beating my gun like I masturbated
Codeine in my cup, sippin' this lean like a zombie 'til I got faded

[Verse]
N***as know HOC like EBK, if you tryna get down I rate it
In the trap house like it was my house 'cause someone owed me and they paid it
In the car with them bod boys with bodies, tryna beef me, are you stupid?
Send shots to your head so ruthless, I'm in love with a beef like Cupid
Gotta get back for the cros, letting you know you getting back for the hood too
I was in the South Detention still got down for the gang, beat down one of you
I was a youngin', mama just gave me the boot, out to help the crew
So much opps, I'm tryna get me a notch, I wanna see what it do
Shawty at home, I'm tryna fuck with the thot, she wanna fuck with the loot
In my DMs, tryna make money together I already heard about you
In my DMs, tryna go slime together, my opps ain't got a clue
Whole lot of guns, whole lot of guns on the block and I'm with E Money too
On the way to make a wop, I wasn't doing a handoff
At my homie's spot, police surrounding a standoff
Sippin' on the block, tryna get all of the bands off
So her bods on cotch, I'm always perking' the G-lock
Free the Momo, stay shootin' shit 'til bridge cock
My n***a, my [?], talkin' 'bout the trigger a G-spot
Always trippin' out, always trippin' out off the moon rock
[?] they speed, they went out the same switchy headshot
[Chorus]
Sweeper clean him up
On sweeper, you know that GG tucked
Southside in the cut
Nike steppin', he goin' on a manhunt
Was tryna be the good guy, you was tryna be the bad guy, so now I'm bad luck
Stoleys in the hood, said you was tryna ride out, better hide the gun up Crodie, boogie, get your gun, always in the cut like he a bandaid
So much dog food for my dog, I was in the trap house until it got raided
Too many opps tried to slide on me, I was beating my gun like I masturbated
Codeine in my cup, sippin' this lean like a zombie 'til I got faded