(Verse 1): Y2
Nothing new
Still right back on my bullshit
Just the usual
Right back where I left off
Still came back
Numero Uno hoe
Kick game Lui Kang
Method to my madness Wu-Tang
Fuck is you saying
Usain way I pounce on Puma like dis my rotuine
Lick my new chain
Kick in do' for c notes
Hopped in the drop
Over the top
Bitch a bop
We ain't stop
That bitch way to iffy
M-A-Fia
Still on toes
Talented
We balanced
No balencia
Sas that Kan like AR
We see OPP
Shit kick like Neymar
We unhealthy
Stealthy
So ain't no one on my radar
Seau
Junior shooters
Knock you off that scooter
Boo'd up
Til we pull up
Ya'll n***as all in the way
L got me cooler than J
Still get the mail on sunday
Just ran a hell of a play
(Hook): Mkada
Kick'n in do'
Kick'n in do'
Kick'n in do'
Kick'n in do'
Kick'n in do'
Kick'n in do'
Kick'n in do'
Kicking in do' for c notes
Not no mutha fuckin bread crumbsKick in door

(Verse 2): Mkada
Kick in do'
No intro
All real shit
No pretendo
Don't roll deep
Cuz less is more
Kick you out this two door hoe
Get bags
They cap
Talk too much
Bitch sip your tea
Don't touch me
This Versace
Real rude gyal
Dont wan test me