[Intro]
Brr, brr!
This a banger right here Cheecho! (Bah, bahh)

[Hook]
Ooh! Frreh, frreh!
N***a we got them P's in the back-back-back
[?] that shit gon' lack
N***a got one charge, misdemeanor theft
Bitch we the best, hope you got on yo vest
Our bitch got shot in the breast
Catch me a body shit made me depressed
Might go to the feds if the move go left (uh)

[Post-Hook]
How the hell I gotta stay with a scale
Free Lil Bermy locked up in that cell
I'm good with them numbers, I might go to Yale
Good propaganda, nothing I can't sell
I'ma walk down, and I'm shootin' out the cops
Pop that .45, it gon' send his ass to God
N***as ain't shootin', they be playin' COD
Back door shit, blown him through the lob

[Verse 1]
Catch em' with my opp, bitch I'm bound to hit
MG and brodie got lock for them counter-fits
Tried to run his ass home while I shoot from the counter bitch
He threw a hook but I hit with that counter bitch
Back door slime, n***as think he the shit
Black bitch think she from Haiti and shit
Chasin' a box, Tom Brady and shit
Earl Thomas, my Glock got no safety and shit
[Verse 2]
Beat up the pack like Apollo
N***a was sleep, he got hit with a hollow
Kicked her shit, bitch I feel like Ronaldo
N***as be scared, they shoot with they eyes-closed
I'm in the trap with like 3 thots
Fuck in a log 'ole bitch, she from tree tops
She suck on that dick, it sound like she beep-bop
6th grade rob a n***a for a leisure
Big Manny on some cool shit
Bitch gon' get on the balls like a pool stick
You ain't like one thing with a full clip
Chicago Michael Jordan, I'm on that bullshit
Nut on her face, that shit look like some cool whip
Hammers, nails, I slide with a tool bitch
I ain't talkin' 'bout [?] but I slide with a boom stick
Yeah, I smell like a Jay-Z blueprint

[Bridge]
That n***a mad cuz I'm fuckin' his bitch
Good, talk shit, I'll run off with a stick
Young n***a mad cuz I showed her his dick
But you get what you get and you don't get upset
CC and DK I play for the net
[?]
When I get up I'ma bring my men
Bust down AP bitch, I'm Ben 10
10 bands in the bankroll
Like I hate origami lil n***a I can't fold
Rob a n***a, make a hit in the same clothes
[?], took a vid, put her on BangBros
N***a my son, do you not here the same flow?
[?]
Steppin' on shit, got fucked up by them Lagos
Young OG, yes a n***a got 6-O
[Hook]
Ooh! Frreh, frreh!
N***a we got them P's in the back-back-back
[?] that shit gon' lack
N***a got one charge, misdemeanor theft
Bitch we the best, hope you got on yo vest
Our bitch got shot in the breast
Catch me a body shit made me depressed
Might go to the feds if the move go left (uh)

[Post-Hook]
How the hell I gotta stay with a scale
Free Lil Bermy locked up in that cell
I'm good with them numbers, I might go to Yale
Good propaganda, nothing I can't sell
I'ma walk down, and I'm shootin' out the cops
Pop that .45, it gon' send his ass to God
N***as ain't shootin', they be playin' COD
Back door shit, blown him through the lob