[Intro]
(Cash walked down this beat, uh)
(Can't rush the vibe, Rando)

[Chorus]
Yeah, phew
Got my— got my— got my seat dropped
Got my heat cocked
Servin' everything, servin' everything
Servin' everything, yeah, servin' everything
Got my seat dropped, got my heat cocked
Trap clean and re-rock, I rock Diors like they Reeboks
Servin' everything, servin' everything
Servin' everything, servin' evеrything

[Verse]
I got one block, I got two, then I got three blocks (Three blocks)
A lot of shells and cliеntele, I got the streets hot (Streets)
Cocaine in the Ziploc, drank red like I'm a treetop (I'ma)
I'm the real version, baby, he not, and I'm still sellin' out Green Dots (I'ma)
I'm a real street n***a, couldn't make this up at all (Phew, all)
Yeah, came up from the jungle, out the mud, then balled (Then balled)
Yeah, standin' bitches up, they waiting for my call
Yeah, I just took a pill, I'm gon' go crazy when this bitch dissolve (Dissolve)
Mr. Keep It Real, you n***as fake and I can't fuck with y'all (With y'all)
I was in the trap every day slingin' (Yeah, yeah), I was taking calls
Even when they out, still pumpin' crack, n***a, like fuck laws
This money got a n***a mind gone
Half a million payment came through my phone
You better keep them hoes up out your business, you know I'm quick to send it
Worth a couple millions, about my brothers, I'ma flip the ceiling (Uh)
I'm chasing after Franklins
Bust your ass, then say, "Amen"
Don't let this jewelry bait you in (Uh)
You'll never look the same again
You'll never breathe the same again (Yeah)
Never walk the same again
You'll never talk the same again
And that chop knocked down eight men
Call the shot and say, "Amen"
I make amends, then pray again (Yeah)
Tell 'em, "Fuck what the business is, I'm a big dog, I ain't weighing in"
I ain't checking in with no n***a set, but I'm dropping blocks in them projects (Yeah, yeah)
Same young n***a on the stage putting cocaine in a Pyrex
Lot of lame young n***as in the game, but we ain't the same, I'm not that (Not that)
Nowadays, n***a wanna hit the blunt, but I'm the same one that they laughed at, goddamn
Now these n***as look surprised (Uh)
My hands on windows, slide
My shooter, won't see his eyes
I been waiting for a long time (Time)
Turned a four and a half to a nine (To a nine)
Turned a nine to half block, been working hard, but I still ain't tired
I turned a half a block to a whole
Goddamn, young n***a, you cold (Uh)
Took my bitch on the road with some 'bows, she best ain't focused, you better be watching the road
When I get that load, I'm in that mode, I get that 'bow and I stretch it (It)
And I already know these n***as some hoes, they send sneak disses, I catch it (I catch it)
Can't come to the city, ain't doing no shows, gon' stretch 'em as soon as they exit
Come test it (Facts)
Hundred rounds or better, fuck a thirty clip
My hood, nobody made it out, but a lot of n***as got murdered here
Got my mask on and my stick out, I just walked in like a burglar (Ah)
[Chorus]
Yeah, phew
Got my— got my— got my seat dropped
Got my heat cocked
Servin' everything, servin' everything
Servin' everything, yeah, servin' everything
Got my seat dropped, got my heat cocked
Trap clean and re-rock, I rock Diors like they Reeboks
Servin' everything, servin' everything
Servin' everything, servin' everything