Aye, yeah Aye, Trap Aye answer the phone little nigga, I ain't gonna get mad at ya Yeah My lil cause skipped town They calling my about the pounds Tell the Feds to make my bed If they ever come to town I got fentanyl in the wall And isotol all in my speakers Aye lil bitch I got the hook up, on the TV's and the beepers Break bread with my people If you really my people I'll break legs with my people My phone ring off the meter They put Heroin in they needles I make hits like the Beatles I be posted like a free throw And I'm clutch dealing that yola Two deep in a four door Two choppas two clips, they hold a 100 This a momo OG got blocked in, catching a cell, with a fo fo I could have got booked the other day taking a photo I never lose my mojo Sit tight She just want to tug all on my double G's By midnight, she gon transporting all this dope for me Told my baby go for 3, watch your step bitch the water deep Bricks and bales, like Zach and Screech On the run, got the narcs with me My lil cause skipped town They calling my about the pounds Tell the Feds to make my bed If they ever come to town I got fentanyl in the wall And isotol all in my speakers Aye lil bitch I got the hook up, on the TV's and the beepers Break bread with my people If you really my people I'll break legs with my people My phone ring off the meter They put Heroin in they needles I make hits like the Beatles I be posted like a free throw And I'm clutch dealing that yola Lito Two plugs on the west coast Used to drive to Detroit and to Texas, like the shit close I'm sure the trying to decode our messages from the flip phones Now I ship the shitt, and get it gone, before I get home Tell 'em it's on Fuck it, I might front the whole load to my cousin I got growers talking lower than a dozen Told them flood me Whole sale For a dub, and I ain't budging, fuck ya 25 to my country boys, and they love it, yeah I'm thuggin Got a couple old sales who's credit platinum, never lacking If a nigga run off I'ma let him have it, not the package (bow, bow) We just trying to eat, like we've been fasting Fingers crossed, I'm in the lyft, yeah She just walked straight out of baggage I'm in traffic My lil cause skipped town They calling my about the pounds Tell the Feds to make my bed If they ever come to town I got fentanyl in the wall And isotol all in my speakers Aye lil bitch I got the hook up, on the TV's and the beepers Break bread with my people If you really my people I'll break legs with my people My phone ring off the meter They put Heroin in they needles I make hits like the Beatles I be posted like a free throw And I'm clutch dealing that yola