[Intro]
Now everybody know the one, that be hitting ya' too well
Nah I ain't trynna snitch myself, to all my exes wish 'em well
Yeah I'm stayin' ten toes I can never go and tell
I don't know about no Tekashi he six ninin' in his cell

[Verse 1]
Yeah I'm swervin' down the street, sippin' liquor way up late
Big Balenciaga cape you know I'm eating on a cake
I was made to be a hustler born in 1998
Could give a fuck about a buster, I'm gon' bust you with the skate
Yeah, Danny G and Sava ya'll ready know the cook up
Fuckin' on your bitch and then I pass her like a hookah
Amok boy so international, I ride on high fashion
Need the Benz with the dash and shit, money is my passion
I'm trynna set up shop, look like Guwop with the gwap
All I spit is money and that shit don't ever stop
All the hoes be stupid think they asses influencial
They can't stop me on my mission, to my country I'm so essential

[Hook]
I'm doing this I'm doing that, bitch I'm flying off the map
From the west to the south screaming Danny bring it back
I'll make it rock, Milly rock like pop, pop, pop
I'll slice it up, hold the knife like chop, chop, chop
And if your bitch got a prob' we gon' take that back
We don't want nothing used, I'm going Baghdad rad
Me and Phil make it rock, going back to back
Why you think I'm yelling at the mic, I'm always mad bitch
[Verse 2]
I'm on it 365 run around and tell your man, yeah
2020 vibe where everybody is a fan, yeah
Big four door just for me and all my friends
And that's word up to my momma, scream fuck twelve until the end
Now jump up on that pole, break it down let's get it going
Where my alchohol freaks with that liquor, get it pourin
I can see you move around is your man that really boring
Got the vision like a bliss while everybody snoring

[Hook]
I'm doing this I'm doing that, bitch I'm flying off the map
From the west to the south screaming Danny bring it back
I'll make it rock, Milly rock like pop, pop, pop
I'll slice it up, hold the knife like chop, chop, chop
And if your bitch got a prob' we gon' take that back
We don't want nothing used, I'm going Baghdad rad
Me and Phil make it rock, going back to back
Why you think I'm yelling at the mic, I'm always mad bitch

[Outro]
Amok gang, yeah bitch, Amok gang
Ice-P, Danny G, Philip Krus, Amok Gang
Best Kept Secret Sava, Amok Gang
Amok Gang, Goro, Amok Gang (x2)