[Chorus: Yung Booke]They don’t be toting no Glocks no more
Them young n***as on them sticks
Can’t post on that block no more cause 12 gon pull up quick
Can’t be trusting no thot no more lil hoe
Have folks all in yo business
Can’t be trusting these oh no no
When your funds get low they switch damn
Lil bro you can’t be doin dat
Can’t be doin dat
Can’t be doin dat
Can’t be outchea doin dat
Come through broad day & we ruin that
Somebody should’ve told em don’t be doin dat

[Verse 1: Yung Booke]
Yeah my diamonds white
But my toolie Black
She be begging for tha smoke like who we shooting at
Can’t be rocking them fake diamonds give yo jewelry back
Can’t be shinnin round my gang you get you’re jewelry
Snatched
Imma dog gotta pocket full of Scooby snacks
Look for Mickey Mouse he told who got that goofy whacked
Heard what’d name a bih but ain’t got nun to do wit that
Real n***a do they time & come back home shit free lil stack
Datway
Um hm
You can’t be snitching
Cool tha fuck these hoes but don’t be out her gossiping
Wit these lil bitches
Watch how you talk on tha phone lil n***a
One sentence or get you sentenced
When tha beef start n***a can’t end it
Can’t be clicking up wit no enemies
[Chorus: Yung Booke]
They don’t be toting no Glocks no more
Them young n***as on them sticks
Can’t post on that block no more cause 12 gon pull up quick
Can’t be trusting no thot no more lil hoe
Have folks all in yo business
Can’t be trusting these oh no no
When your funds get low they switch damn
Lil bro you can’t be doin dat
Can’t be doin dat
Can’t be doin dat
Can’t be outchea doin dat
Come through broad day & we ruin that
Somebody should’ve told em don’t be doin dat

[Verse 2: Young Dro]
Ferragamo I’m doin that
Yo baby mama I’m doin dat
I’m riding round on mgp
I gotta pineapple fanta put dro in that
My mine bih she a dime piece
But my side bitch tryna ruin that
When I went to sleep she went in my phone
Tryna call my hoe stop doin that
Tell tha bih check my pop out
Brand new 43 Glock out
Run up on me get knocked out
I’m shinnin watch out now
Ugh Benz 65 I’m solo
Ugh Ragu Gucci wit tha polo
Ugh Head from tha bih that’s slow mo
Stuntin let’s go
Check out tha car
Check out tha rims
Check out tha broad
Face shot shoot a n***a ass in a ja
This that sushi flow I’m Raw
Million dollars I’m perusing that
This hellcat these shit blowin back
Every time I see yo ho see want a dub or something
Stop doing dat
[Chorus: Yung Booke]
They don’t be toting no Glocks no more
Them young n***as on them sticks
Can’t post on that block no more cause 12 gon pull up quick
Can’t be trusting no thot no more lil hoe
Have folks all in yo business
Can’t be trusting these oh no no
When your funds get low they switch damn
Lil bro you can’t be doin dat
Can’t be doin dat
Can’t be doin dat
Can’t be outchea doin dat
Come through broad day & we ruin that
Somebody should’ve told em don’t be doin dat
Damn