(Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro)
(Chee on the beat)
(Nah, turn that up, Young Madz)
I'ma go bend through the S, cause them pussy niggas got me fessed
Four finger bitch, you better duck theses shots, or you gon' get hit in your chest
Why you keep sayin' you smokin on Noah? Bitch, you wanna die with that shit?
I'ma slide with the 'Rip and the Rundown, but you already know that I did
I'ma get nasty, I was just dumpin' right out of that backseat
Like, we gotta bring them to Harlem, them niggas thought that they was gonna pack me
Smokin' on Gunna and Matt, but Benzo really got me smacked
2MF-k, they know what's up with the O's, they know we quick to attack
Y'all be sayin', y'all lookin' for Jiggy, but y'all niggas know where I'm at
Wherever I go, I be sitchy, you don't gotta watch my back
Opp bitch, thought I was cuffing her, but I only hit from the back
That bitch scared, she told me: "Don't put my name in the track"
Like we went to [?], and parked up, and we ain't see no one outside
I tell them opps smokin' Kal G, them niggas get a surprise
Word to my dead, they did bad on that drill, how y'all let that nigga die?
They know I'm smokin' his ashes, and they know easy got me fried
And I don't care you jack him, nigga come speak to my G
And I'm movin' dusty, nigga, every time I'm in the V
You split a deal, nigga, we was tryna catch a Bee
And we droppin' shells in they block, word to bro, they runnin' from me
I'ma go bend through the S, cause them pussy niggas got me fessed
Four finger bitch, you better duck theses shots, or you gon' get hit in your chest
Why you keep sayin' you smokin on Noah? Bitch, you wanna die with that shit?
I'ma slide with the 'Rip and the Rundown, but you already know that I did
