Ayy, I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker (Fuck, fuck, fuck) I got, I got lil' Goxan on this motherfucker Fuck Pillow talkin' down, tryna get luck Too many fire, three Glocks in the truck Taxin' them prices, I'm like, "What the fuck?" You hit your fire, ain't nobody get struck Lil' twin do it, ain't no passing it up Weigh out the 'za while I'm baggin' it up Put it on the clamp, that don't look like enough Thought they seen four heads, it only was us Wake up and twist my hair, I don't need a brush Lil' twin actin' sketch, lil' twin, hush Thi' be that 'za 'cause that bitch got some push Walk out the store, get the zip out the bush Hot box, parked in my hood, that be us Stolo, we take a trip, not a school bus Got me outside with that three-hundred blackout Check out my drip, now my fit be blackout Take two clips 'cause a nigga might back out Ain't shit to discuss, I done fucked up my spread Jump the gate, cuh caught the gat with no hands They fuck with my music everywhere, it expand Nigga scared to trap, promo your strains Wig on the Uber driver, he ain't let me in Nigga put you on, why you bitin' they hand? Shoot my lil' fire, I won't give you no chance Fine shit park in my hood, her and her friends Know I got fire, ain't gotta pull it out my pants I ain't got no zaza, my plays get mad at me I done ran up, I done fucked up the gravity Old-school whips in my hood be raggedy Built-in switch in my hand, I shoot rapidly I want some 'za, tryna smoke me some rapper weed 12 camped out 'cause they always ran up on me Come down the dirt road, you better not come after me Leave the zips in the hood, lil' twin trap for me Ran to the stage, know they left a lil' gap for me Think I don't know shit? You fuck niggas cap to me They pullin' out, nigga know I got zap with me Fuck Fuck, fuck, fuck