[Verse 1: Javi]

[Hook]
N***a rockin' with the guns
Them air force 1's
Til' they pull up pressin', they know he gone run
He was all on the gram flexin them drums
I heard they stripped the Huns from his Air Force 1's
Air Force 1's (x6)


[Verse 1]
I ain't even shocked
He kept flexin' a Glock
That he don't even pop
Different breed
We do to da neck like Creed
Get that drama off my feed
Knock it out like..Boom bop Bing..YEE
Get bro gone it'll only take a wEEk
S on my chest cause I'm tryna be the best
What competition? N***a fuck all the rest
She don't even know my name
Still put the picture in the frame
It's a gawddamn shame
How I make these bitches dance
I'll milly rock with some bands
She deep throat with no hands
Watch ya step cause they'll really come strip
Put ya shoes in a ditch
They want ya pockets, don't snitch
I heard they got his 1's
And took his socks for his funds
Damn bro run
[Verse 2: Ty Malik]
Yeayer
I can't hang around no bums
Bitch I'm tryna make it
Air Force 1's, shoe box full with Franklins
Lot of bitches love me, lot of n***as hate me
Gotta lot of fame but I don't let that shit change me
N***a I be gangin'
Whole gang wicked
Slidin' with a wiggy
Set it off, Jada Pinkett
All white Forces, bitches look tissue
Gotta keep a pistol, in case a n***a gotta issue
Aye, now my Force's look like Christians
Aye, red bottom like I stepped up on the murder scene
I know they wanna murder me
I know them thooter heard of me
It's Ty Malik, I'm from exactly what he wanna be
[Outro x2]
Punk rock n***a
You's a nerd, you's a lame
We ain't the same, stay in yo lane or get banged

[Hook]