[Chorus: BirdGang Greedy]
I ain't tryna kick it with you fuck n***as
That's just how I grew up, n***a
I might just squeeze on a fuck n***a
Still ridin round with my young n***as

[Verse 1: YFN Kay]
Hunting season, you better duck, n***a
Tryna bust a mill down with my young n***as
The jungle with the 8, that's where I'm from, n***a
Mention my name, you dumb, n***a
You know I'm made, and I got it out the slums, n***a
You disrespect the fam, and you see them drums, n***a
Time to split a bean, and hit him in his spleen
Then we drink some Lean
Then we catch a keen
In the game it's fam, fuck a friend
With you till the end, these other n***as actors, pretend
Fuck with Slime, he got them bricks and the hummer with the Benz

[Chorus: BirdGang Greedy]
I ain't tryna kick it with you fuck n***as
That's just how I grew up, n***a
I might just squeeze on a fuck n***a
Still ridin round with my young n***as
[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Got it on me now, had it on me then
We down, my cousin gotta go back in
That was way before that Rolli, way before the Benz
Back when I was tryna grind up on 10
Go and tell your bitch that I'm a fly n***a
With the clique, that who I ride with, n***a
Perfect timing, we got here on time, n***a
And I ain't goin, if it ain't with my n***as
Hangin with them forign brauds, we just fuck 'm good, we don't keep 'm
Hundred cars, just got a mill off features
Bankroll, blew it all on some Reefer

[Chorus: BirdGang Greedy]
I ain't tryna kick it with you fuck n***as
That's just how I grew up, n***a
I might just squeeze on a fuck n***a
Still ridin round with my young n***as

[Verse 3: YFN Trae Pound]
You can't pull out the whip, if you ain't pullin out a clip
Aim the tech and I spit, I pull off and I dip
21 gun salute, cause I'm a shooter, n***a
We throwin money out the roof, actin a fool, n***a
We on some new age ballen shit
Fuck and never call the bitch
Berkin with the Cardigan
She will never starv again
All this money that I'm managin
So you know it won't fold, spend it then start again
Ralo just pulled up in a brand new Benz
Take the bumper off, then we pack 'm in
Bout to clone these bitches, turn them to twins
Bout to restamp 'm and mail 'm, gotta get back in
[Chorus: BirdGang Greedy]
I ain't tryna kick it with you fuck n***as
That's just how I grew up, n***a
I might just squeeze on a fuck n***a
Still ridin round with my young n***a