[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, n***a
Yeah, yeah, for real
We on that mob shit, mob, n***a
Yeah

[Verse 1]
Keep talkin' ’bout what I'm doin' but I ran up my own account (I ran up my own, bitch)
N***as been sellin’ them bags and with them sticks we ran the South (N***as been sellin' that gas, n***a, yeah)
I don't show n***as my bag but when he showed he ran his mouth (I don't show n***as my cash, bitch)
They ain't never know what I had, they only seen what I brought out (Uh, ayy, seen what I brought out)
Go on that hit, go dump that bitch (Go dump that stick)
If he can't get close, lil' bro gon' crouch (Yeah, yeah)
No gen 5 but I want that bitch (Gen 5) with a brand new box, that shit no doubt (I want that frrt, frrt)
Knowin’ you wrong (Bitch), goin’ through my phone (Goin' through my shit)
Don’t care what you seen, bitch, get the fuck out (Go get on it, fuck)
We on the way to the drop and thе feds tapped in on the call so wе gotta re-route (On the way to— and the feds tapped in, yeah)
She only with me for money (Yeah), whenever we go out to eat, I be lettin' her pay (She want that cash, n***a)
I'm tryna get on my man (Bitch), if you ain't got nothin’ to do better, get out the way (Yeah, tryna get on my man)
Your man got hit with the Drac' (Your boy got hit), you know that they hard to survive, so you better pray (You know that they hard to survive)
Your man got pinned on the gate (Your man got pinned), ain't nobody ever survived them 308s (Bitch, nah, nah, n***a)

[Chorus]
I was right there trappin' by the stairs (Uh, yeah)
I got snatched up by the feds (Yeah), I just tell 'em, "I don't know, I don't know" (N***a)
N***a better know them switches spray (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Who the fuck I hit all dead? (Yeah, yeah), I just tell 'em, "I don't know, I don't know" (N***a, yeah)
[Verse 2]
It's an opp that's on the pendant (Yeah), call that chain smoke (It's that chain smoke)
Let's go, when them shots come out that Drac' (Bitch), it look like train smoke (Yeah, that shit look like train smoke)
Yeah, reason I locked in with dog (Huh, huh) because that's my bang bro (That's my dog)
Yeah, yeah, I fucked her, she got butt but I can't claim her though (All that ass, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, know my past and I got cash but I'm not changin' though (But I'm not changin' though)
Bro up now so you ain't gon' catch no hat (Bah, bah, bah, bah), n***a you can't hang with bro (You can't hang with gang)
Two of my opp n***as used to be close (Let's go), he don't hang with him now 'cause his ass went broke (Yeah, 'cause his ass went broke)
Ever get hit tryna test my drop (Bitch, yeah), I'ma stand on top of your ass then blow (Come test this shit, lame-ass)
These n***as ain't no killers, with more opps these n***as ain't no spinners (They're more opps)
Been waitin' too long I hope I don't miss him (I hope I don't miss it)
If he with this bitch, she gotta go with him (She gotta be killed)
He ain't tellin' on your n***as, get down to business (Bitch)
And you n***as stupid, they act on the motion (And you n***as stupid)
But you only blow when you get in your feelings (When you only blow, get in your motion)
Hope you don't think I'm a joke, I'ma grab that switch and I'm givin' the n***a a whippin' (Frrt, frrt, frrt)
I don't think I'll go broke 'cause whenever I'm low I'll be gettin' right back in the kitchen (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I got a switch on the back (Yeah, frrt, frrt, frrt), but I trained that bitch, so I'm shootin' with perfect precision (Trained that bitch)
Yeah, no n***a can't be mad at me (Uh-uh), they be makin' their own decisions (Be makin' his own decisions, n***a)
I'm huntin' a brand new plug out West, n***a, I went from rags to Rolls to riches

[Chorus]
I was right there trappin' by the stairs (Yeah, uh)
I got snatched up by the feds (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), I just tell 'em, "I don't know, I don't know" (N***a)
N***a better know them switches spray (Yeah, yeah)
Who the fuck I hit all dead? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah), I just tell 'em, "I don't know, I don't know"