[Intro]
(Drum Addicts)
(Ayy, Tre, we on now)
Ayy, switchy on the Glock got me ridin' dirty
('MVJ, what you on, n***a?)
Ridin' dirty
Ayy, switchy on the Glock, got— (Dirty switch)

[Chorus]
Put this switchy on the Glock, got me ridin' dirty (Uh)
Yeah, got me duckin' 12, I can't get caught with this thirty
Uh, pull up shootin' just like Curry, these n***as know that I ain't worried
Five racks to get 'em touched, but a ten to get 'em burnt
Even if I got my mask on, they still gon' know it's me
Yeah, I ain't trippin' off no beef, I walk up in the mall one deep
Ayy, n***as know I got the racks on me and the heat
Ayy, n***a run up, get put to sleep
Ayy, biggest three, the biggest six, see, n***as know it's me (Let's go)

[Verse]
Yeah, I walk 'round with that ARP, but they don't even know I got that
Ayy, evеrywhere I go I got a money bag likе Yo Gotti
Uh, she just tryna fuck 'cause she know I got it
Ayy, tell that bitch that I don't trust her, make her pull up to the projects
Yeah, Taliban shit, got my mask on, that Drac' with me
Yeah, pocket full of blues, keep it like that 'cause I hate twenty
Ayy, these n***as can't fuck with me
I got hella racks, they stuck with me
Ayy, opps been dissin' all the time, but n***as won't get booked with me (Ayy, don't get booked)
Yeah, they know I get busy, hop out with that switchy, then I fft
Yeah, flee the scene like skrrt
Call up Hop Out Gang, they boom
We don't care 'bout where you at, we come and sweep it like a broom
Ayy, n***a dissin' me, he high as hell, he must done took a shroom (High)
Feel like Neil Armstrong when he first touched the moon (High)
Ayy, I'm the first young n***a to get signed out the Bull (Six)
I don't care 'bout what they say, I just up and blow that tool
Ayy, could've been a trapstar, know the plugs, they unamused (Ha)
Yeah, I dropped outta school, thought that shit was cool (What else?)
I'm prolly somewhere in L.A. swimmin' in a pool (Splash)
I just counted up like fifty racks the other day
Ayy, check my DistroKid, it say some more shit hit the other day (Yeah)
Ayy, anyway, these n***as know I keep the K
Paper chase, they all go hate
Ayy, sixteen, I was in them stolen cars tryna catch a face
Ayy, really before that, but I ain't even gotta explain myself
Ayy, growin' up I ain't have no big homie, I had to train myself
Yeah, n***as know that I knock shit right off the shell
Ayy, never needed help
I got all this water on me, I feel like Michael Phelps (Ayy)
Yeah, pussy shotta that said, "Miss", I think he need some help
I aim better, n***as know when I up this Glock, a brain shot
(Ayy, we strapped up with sticks in the whip, we ain't worried 'bout shit)
Try to pull up on us, we gon' leave a n***a whip in a ditch
Yeah, n***a, that's what you get tryna play around with the six
Ayy, n***as know that I'm big opp, I'm top opp, I'm big six, gang
[Chorus]
Switchy on the Glock, got me ridin' dirty
Yeah, got me duckin' 12, I can't get caught with this thirty
Uh, pull up shootin' just like Curry, these n***as know that I ain't worried
Five racks to get 'em touched, but a ten to get 'em burnt
(Even if I got my mask on, they still gon' know it's me)
(Yeah, I ain't trippin' off no beef, I walk up in the mall one deep)
(Ayy, n***as know I got the racks on me and the heat)
(Ayy, n***a run up, get put to sleep)
(Ayy, biggest three, the biggest six, see, n***as know it's me)