[Intro: Flexless]
Uh
(Etnyre)
Yeah, let's go
Hold on, uh, yeah, yeah
Ayy, hold on, yeah, let's go
Dah, dah, dah, dah, dah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, uh-huh
This for them days, uh, uh, uh, uh, ayy, yeah
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house through the—

[Chorus: Flexless]
Hold on, let's go
Just started rappin', I can't even lie, it's been pissin' 'em off how it keep gettin' better (Uh-huh)
Pour out my heart when I hop in the booth, you can throw me a beat, I'ma fuck up whatever (On God)
This for them people who left me to die, I was stuck in the storm, had to get through the wеather (Fuck 'em)
This for them nights I'd snеak out the house just to flip me a beat, tryna stack up some cheddar (Hold on, let's go, let's go)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to hop in a Uber and cop me a 'bow (Phew)
Take it back home, I'll break the bitch down, I was still on probation, you know how it go (You know it)
I needed money 'cause, bro, what the fuck? You can look at my body and tell that I'm stavin' (No cap)
Dropped out of school and I ran up a bag and told mama, "I'm sorry, I ain't goin' to Harvard" (Etnyre on the track)

[Verse 1: Mudbaby Ru]
Ayy, I'm on the block with a vect on me (Skrrt)
Big 4BE, shit tatted on me (Big 4BE)
Four letter gang, shit all on one sleeve (Yeah)
It's 1K 4L, they rockin' with me (Pipe down)
N***as keep screamin' that get-back (Skrrt)
I ain't got get-back (No), Fizzle got a Glock with a kickback
Caught the boy loafin', we left that boy shit flat
Got your blicky, you can't get your blick back
I told the bitch that she gotta be better, buckin' glizzys, ain't buckin' Berettas (Nope)
It's 40 4L, we want smoke with whoever (On gang)
Call up lil' Quincy, you know he a stepper (Yeah, yeah)
Hitkidd, you know he a devil (On God)
60 gon' spin, dig shit like a shovel
Oh, shit, a young n***a blew (Bah)
My life ain't changed, see, shit here incredible
I'm on the block, big dog like Shoo (On God)
Call up Flex, yeah, he good in the hood (For real)
Yeah, I knew that that spinnin' was in him (Yeah)
Yeah, I know that my young n***a could (I knew it)
Diss and go get your ass put in that 'Wood
On the block with a 50, it full
And you know I ain't goin' for shit (Uh-uh)
You can run up on me, a young n***a a fool
[Chorus: Flexless & Quin NFN]
Ayy, let's go
Just started rappin', I can't even lie, it's been pissin' 'em off how it keep gettin' better (On God)
Pour out my heart when I hop in the booth, you can throw me a beat, I'ma fuck up whatever (Woah, let's go)
This for them people who left me to die, I was stuck in the storm, had to get through the weather (Man, fuck 'em, hold on, let's go)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to flip me a beat, tryna stack up some cheddar (Yeah, let's go, ayy, ayy)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to hop in a Uber and cop me a 'bow (You know how I do it, man)
Take it back home, I'll break the bitch down, I was still on probation, you know how it go (No bap, bap)
I needed money 'cause, bro, what the fuck? You can look at my body and tell that I'm stavin' (Man, look at me, cuz)
Dropped out of school and I ran up a bag (Hold on) and told mama, "I'm sorry, I ain't goin' to Harvard" (Etnyre on the track, we gone)

[Verse 2: Quin NFN]
Dropped out of school and told mama, "I'm sorry, I'm tryna go stand on the block with my friends" (Block with my friends)
Cut n***as off, tryna be in the way, I can see all the hate through these Cartier lens (I can see it)
Fuck up the mall with a ten, brand new Benz and I'm tryna meet all the ends (Huh)
Stolen car, change up the VIN (Change it)
Lil' bro dizzy, all he do is spin (Spinnin')
Stayed out the way when my partners was thuggin', my mama got injured, I went to the streets (Went to the streets)
You'd never think that lil' bro from the floor with no hope would blow up off a rappin' on beats (Ain't think)
Ain't think before I make a move, for my kids, better steal or suit up and see 'bout it on feet (Boom, boom, boom)
These n***as tryna throw salt on the wound, we tryna wet n***as up with this heat (Heat)
It took some time just to get on my level, I never hated, I kept it a hundred (Kept it a hundred)
Ayy, I'm bustin' down 'cause I didn't have the motion, but nowadays these bitches know how I'm comin' (They know how I'm rockin')
Might up the score off an onion
If I ever flop, I'ma rise, so don't make no assumptions (Assumptions)
Blow the 4-0 like a trumpet (Boom, boom, boom)
Shorty too turnt and she blushin', I'm constantly clutchin' (Constantly clutchin')
[Chorus: Flexless]
Yeah, let's go
Just started rappin', I can't even lie, it's been pissin' 'em off how it keep gettin' better (On God)
Pour out my heart when I hop in the booth, you can throw me a beat, I'ma fuck up whatever (Woah, let's go)
This for them people who left me to die, I was stuck in the storm, had to get through the weather (Man, fuck 'em, hold on, let's go)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to flip me a beat, tryna stack up some cheddar (Yeah, let's go, ayy, ayy)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to hop in a Uber and cop me a 'bow (You know how I do it, man)
Take it back home, I'll break the bitch down, I was still on probation, you know how it go (No bap, bap)
I needed money 'cause, bro, what the fuck? You can look at my body and tell that I'm stavin' (Man, look at me, cuz)
Dropped out of school and I ran up a bag (Hold on) and told mama, "I'm sorry, I ain't goin' to Harvard" (Etnyre on the track)

[Verse 3: Flexless]
Nope, nope (Uh-uh), I ain't goin' to Harvard
Destined for greatness, I gotta go harder (I am)
This for the people who left me alone, I was drownin in tears, I was stuck underwater (I was)
Cryin' for help, but when nobody listen, they ain't give a fuck and they knew I was lost (Uh)
Break down a 'bow, but hold on, let's go, duh
Break down a 'bow, give a fuck about rappin', I need me a bag, so I'm stuck in the field (No cap)
Smokin' on 'za, tryna flip me a P while I'm still on probation, it is what it is (On God)
Walk in that ho and spent twelve on Balenci's, I can't even lie, you can't live how we live (No bap)
Ain't have a choice (Ayy, ayy, let's go), had to get on my ass and just learn how to trap 'cause I need me a mill' (Yeah)
I need a mill', so I ain't have a choice, had to get me some 'bows, get rid of them bitches (On God, hold on)
I'm in the trenches, I'm ridin' with shooters, who lookin' for smoke? Tryna lit off the switches (Ayy)
Come 'round the corner, you ain't comin' home (Nope, nope)
Shooter don't play, he gon' aim for the dome (On God, yeah, yeah)
Hop in the booth and just pour out my heart (Let's go), this for all of them nights no one picked up the phone, let's go (Hold on)
[Chorus: Flexless]
Just started rappin', I can't even lie, it's been pissin' 'em off how it keep gettin' better
Pour out my heart when I hop in the booth, you can throw me a beat, I'ma fuck up whatever (Woah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
This for them people who left me to die, I was stuck in the storm, had to get through the weather (Man, fuck 'em, fuck 'em)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to flip me a beat, tryna stack up some cheddar (On God, I did, let's go)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to hop in a Uber and cop me a 'bow (Flippin')
Take it back home, I'll break the bitch down, I was still on probation, you know how it go (Uh, let's go)
I needed money 'cause, bro, what the fuck? You can look at my body and tell that I'm stavin (Damn, damn, yeah, yeah)
Dropped out of school and I ran up a bag and told mama, "I'm sorry, I ain't goin' to Harvard" (Etnyre on the track, I'm gone)

[Verse 4: BiC Fizzle & Flexless]
Straight to the trenches, ain't make it to Harvard
My skel' Carti', trapped out a 'partment
Chasin' these mills, can't duck that Beretta
Baow, them chops he duckin', they fallin'
Rollin' up medical, racks on the pedestal
Ho give me head when I go ride the Charger
He dropped the K, ho died by the letter
Too many haters, boy, get 'em up off me
Too many shakers, we bookin' a robber
12 get behind me, I'm shakin' them boys
Frrt, switch, we the only one got 'em
57 fully, don't bully lil' boy
I ain't go to college, I'm still big bossin'
Movin' cars, I'll shoot if you buck
I ain't run off, I was buildin' my budget
Cootie don't play, tryna rob my plug
Playin' for keeps, we ain't showin' no love
Catch a n***a lackin', put a slug in the door
Walk a n***a home, I ain't usin' no gloves
Layin' in the bushes, I'm chillin' with the bugs
Soon as he walk out, let him meet the rug
Creep with the K, slammin' shit like suds
Been runnin' shit in our hood
Seen cuz get shot in your face, we ain't showin' no love (Hold on, yeah, let's go)

[Verse 5: Li Socket]
Slidin' through the city, I ain't worried 'bout shit
Soon they look out the car, he see fire as he gets (Let's go)
Smokin' **** to the face, now that boy don't exist
N***a quick to get took when you fuckin' their bitch (When you fuckin' them)
N***a quick to get took, let me see what you 'bout
So I kept me an eight, I ain't sit at no house
The opps double drop, sent a whole 'nother route
Got a freaky lil' bitch that slap dick on her mouth
N***a know I'm up next, but with two guns I'm waitin' (Let's go)
I ride straight by the bags on every occasion (Let's go)
And Breeze on the tubes, man ain't even make it
Finna kick down the door, man, the T's wanna raid it (Kick door)
Busy K, but the stick crossed him out
He got caught on the phone, left his face in his lap
Rollin' dice everyday, n***a know I can't cap
I'm in Heaven or Hell, I'm feelin' like Pac
We the talk of the town, n***a know we got boxes
Junkie jumped off the porch, but I still went to college (Let's go)
Put the switch on the floor, so these n***as can't copy
N***a better stop dissin', we slide for a hobby
N***a, been shootin' the kid, gang, n***a (Been shootin' the kid, gang)
The fuck goin' on, n***a (Let's go)
The kill switch gang (The kill switch gang, four)

[Chorus: Flexless]
Just started rappin', I can't even lie, it's been pissin' 'em off how it keep gettin' better (On God)
Pour out my heart when I hop in the booth, you can throw me a beat, I'ma fuck up whatever (Woah, let's go)
This for them people who left me to die, I was stuck in the storm, had to get through the weather (Man, fuck 'em, hold on, let's go)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to flip me a beat, tryna stack up some cheddar (Yeah, let's go, ayy, ayy)
This for them nights I'd sneak out the house just to hop in a Uber and cop me a 'bow (You know how we do it, man)
Take it back home, I'll break the bitch down, I was still on probation, you know how it go (No bap, bap)
I needed money 'cause, bro, what the fuck? You can look at my body and tell that I'm stavin (Man, look at me, cuz)
Dropped out of school and I ran up a bag (Hold on) and told mama, "I'm sorry, I ain't goin' to Harvard" (Etnyre on the track, hell nah)