Fuck, fuck, fuck Check, check, check Ayy, check that boy out Ayy, check that boy out Who put this shit together? Bitch, I feel like Tony Bitch, I'm strapped with fire, got Gen5 strapped up on me Bitch, I feel like Speaker Knockerz, when I first started out, this shit was lonely Niggas walkin' 'round flexin' they B-rolls, they better keep savin' up like lil' gang 'nem ain't hungry Hit him in the forehead with fire, now his head swellin' up like that boy finna turn to a pony Trap so old, gotta run out the house when I play my music so the roof don't fall on me Niggas already bitin', niggas tryna clone me Niggas can't see the fire, they think it ain't on me I'm in the hideout with strap, nigga tryna take me down, nigga ass get clapped Nigga wanna be gang so bad, nigga tryna fit in, he tryna go do what they rap I'm on a heist, use my phone for the maps He walkin' up yellin', that lil' boy get papped He tryna get away, got that lil' boy on clamps I be up in the dark like I'm tapped in with vamps You touched a lil' money, you can't even share Went to the other side, nobody was there Shoot the video, give a fuck what I wear Get out the V, hold my fire in the air Boy, you gay as fuck, you always tryna stare Point a nigga out, he right over there Can't come to your hood without fire, I'm too scared I know he got racks, I seen what he wearin' All these hoes 'round me keep starin' Boy, you gay as fuck, pull up your pants You ain't gon' shoot shit tryna look mad, nigga, stay off the Xans 57 Joker, the gang be the clan Work on my aim, I just practice on cans Pull out your pocket, what the fuck in your pants? Pull out that fire, catch a fire on your hands You put it on your gang, why you lie on your twins? Unload the spot, we get all that we can Zaza blunts in the hood, smoke it out You ain't never did that shit, why you lied? The labels three-sixty, I'm robbin' they house Took out my face, put that clown mask disguise Come to your hood, do a show, then I slide If we stay longer, we startin' a riot You a lick in my hood, you a bonus prize Told him my fire wasn't even on me, I lied I'm sneaky as fuck, bitch, I want you to try it Kick the ho out the whip, she thought she was slime Lil' gang in the back seat, I'm passenger slidin' Fine shit wanna drive us around Kick the back door, tell you open up wide And a rail on the top, put a scope on the side Hit at his top, hit at his wiglet Playin' with Lil Fast, this shit can get wicked Fuck