[Intro: Succeed Phlyguy]
Yeah, ya know, oh
I dont even thing they gonna understand this one
But you know, I'm not for fuck n***as to understand, haha
Succeed

[Verse 1: Succeed Phlyguy]
Oh you killer on the gram? OG Bobby Johnson
All those guns in your video, quit camouflaging
N***as live on they live feed until they lifing
N***as mob in the studio but soft in real life
This shit here is gettin out of hand
The same energy you had, I need that shit again
You know the way you said it, when you said it to your man
I'm in your grill now, n***a, say that shit again
I'm in your grill now, n***a this ain't snapchat
Nah, put this motherfucker to your snapback
This is 0-100 Dodge Johnny Hellcat
Bitches ain't finna recognize you in the trash bag
Cut a arm, cut a leg
What the fuck am I aimming at? If I ain't aimming at his head?
I'ma empty out the clip until that motherfucker dead
I like .40s but I rather hit him with the Smith & Wesson
The .40 hella cool but the Wesson leave no shit
Hot damn, ya sick, but this n***a off his meds
I'm fly, cockpit like I took off in a jet
Her mouth, my dick, her head bobbing on the set
I'm just that lit, what the fuck did you expect
[Verse 2: Stunna 4 Vegas]
It's 4X (4X)
4X (4 times)
4 times (4X)
4X (4X)
Uh, huh, huh, huh
Aye It's big Stunna, I'm head youngin' I get to the cake
Yeah, 'bout Sherman cake
Dive in that bitch like a lake
These n***as don't hold no weight, I have my youngin' knock off his face
Play with me we shoot up the place
I say the word, put you on the plate
These n***a be cap, I don't listen to what you say bitch
Cause I know you won't shake shit
I'll up that fire and give you a face lift
Make a bitch bad like say your grace bitch
We got Ks and Drakes bitch
We finna go ape bitch
We hop out off the stage
He get stomped in Asics
These n***as be basic
I just want a hoe like Trancy
She gotta suck me if she tryna suck DaBaby
Boy you taking, leave the block vacant

[Verse 3: DaBaby]
Lemme tell them n***as what we do
Lemme tell them n***as what we do
Flip shit, with a thick bitch, what I pull up in the whip with (Uh-huh)
They say I'm spazzing out my mind I might be ritalin (Yeah)
These n***as hoes they always crying, having bitch fits (Turn up)
You know well I stand out, imma shine, imma misfit (Ah)
I run the old weed (Ayy), they booking me over seas (Ayy)
I just met a bad Vegas bitch, I ask if she knows succeed (Ah-ah)
Used to be selling fifty for a pound, you can get 4 for three (Hey, ayy)
I got the smoke for free (Smoke)
You know how it go for me (Yeah)
And you gon' need ten thousand (Ten), ain't doing no shows for free
I got them hoes on me, pull up, they all over me (Uh)
I fuck your hoe asleep, sing to that bitch like I'm Jodeci
Ayy, n***a
[Outro: Succeed Phlyguy]
Haha, DaBaby
I don't know why you did it, but uh, yeah, calm down
Yo, but that's the way the shit go down
If it wasn't fly, a n***a wouldn't get it in
Yuh
Stunna 4 Vegas, these n***as ain't really ready for this shit
But ya know the gang, so um, salute
When real n***as link, real shit go down
I'm out