[Intro]
We got London On Da Track
Fuck n***a

[Hook]
You n***as softer than tissue
You n***as awkward like bitches
You arguin' on Instagram
You n***as typin' on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real n***a feel me
Referee I got that whistle

[Verse 1]
I'm Margiela walkin' lil n***a
My bitch, she be stalkin' me n***a
Them rappers were winnin' the race
Till I started hawkin' them n***as
Now I'm drippin' sauce on these n***as
Got your bitch on top of me n***a
Made myself a boss on these n***as
Now I'm livin' like Ross on these n***as
Ridin' round with them K's
Broke n***as love to hate
When ya son turn 10
I'ma make your son a slave
I'ma let him cut my grass
I'ma let him feed my maid
I'ma do it cause his daddy
Always used to player hate
[Hook]
You n***as softer than tissue
You n***as awkward like bitches
You arguin' on Instagram
You n***as typin' on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real n***a feel me
Referee I got that whistle

[Verse 2]
You went to jail on a Sunday
The charge is really bout nothin'
Rat your homeboy's house tryna act like you ain't tell nothin'
Sad thing about the n***a
The n***a told on his mama
It was a hot ass winter
Now it's a cold ass summer
I got killers on the front line
My young n***as need a hair line
I can't even lie
That was a cold ass punch line
My bitches settin' n***as up
They givin' me the run down
We be waitin' till the sun down
We be robbin' n***as sometimes
[Hook]
You n***as softer than tissue
You n***as awkward like bitches
You arguin' on Instagram
You n***as typin' on Twitter
And Facebook
Referee, I got the whistle
I just pulled up in that fisker
I just pulled up with my hitters
Referee I got the whistle
I got them choppers and pistols
I got the minivan
I might pull up with them killers
I know my real n***a feel me
Referee I got that whistle