(It's, it's, it's, it's your boy DJ Tray) Remble got the dick that make her booty go Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Alright, check him out Alright, check him out Damn, that's Remble on the block, here we go again He keep the pistol on his hip, say it's his only friend He keep it with him, he just pray it don't jam Left and right, he shoot the burner with both hands When I pull out this .40 you gon' dance Wrong move, wrong words, that's your ass All my bars really truer than your past I could take a nigga bitch with one glance Lil bitch, I want the throat, no romance All this bitch get is dick, no slow dance Don't leave Remble in a foreign, he gon' crash And putting cousin to the test, he gon' pass Remble got that dick that make her booty go Handful of here hair when she throw it all back If she got some ass better know I'm on that And if she suck the balls, then I'm coming right back Remble got a glocky, cock it back, it go smack Hollow tips at bro back, knocking off his whole hat Don't be in the field if you ain't totin' no strap I really in the field, bitch nigga, no cap I just wet his block, but I missed, he ain't gon' stay out Hollow tips will break a nigga skull and knock his face out Remember niggas used to call me weak, I'm who they play now Wait, huh, niggas ain't never called me weak He wanna squabble up, these bullets punch him in his spleen Shooters right in front of me like I was throwing a screen Magic Eraser on my hip, I think I'm Mr. Clean Adamantium out the GLOCK, I up the Wolverine Bitches used to curve Remble, now they suckin' dick When a bitch serving her neck, I need a lot of spit Free my daddy out that cage, he a real crip And fuck that buster 8-Ball, he a real snitch Hydra-Shok tips better, I'll stretch him out On my bad side, bet he hope I don't catch him out No cadavers on your hammer, stay in the house Niggas mad cause my nut was in they bitches mouth Pull up on a bitch nigga block, bled that Blueface and a 9, when it buzz, niggas it's going down He flexin' on the gram like he up, I'm finna put him down He tested me like I was a chump, nina go blah-blah I gotta show these niggas these guns really make foul sounds And they not hesitating to bust on niggas with foul mouths When Remble pull up, niggas, they must, they better bow down These bitches thinkin' I want relations, but I want meow-meow