[Intro]
(JMC, you goin' crazy)

[Verse 1: Tony Rose & GrindHard E]
Bro got thirty in the clip, he just shot a movie
Got into it with a Muslim n***a and almost shot his kufi
Twenty-five hundred for the 'fit, your n***a shop at Zumiez
Hit Burberry, MCM, Louis Vuitton, my next stop is Gucci
When my plug don't pick up, I gotta walk to Susie's
I just ran out of fronto, gotta use a looseleaf
Your bitch ugly, but I still fucked, she got a lot of booty
Beat the doonies down, make it fart, she got a loud-ass coochie
Oh, she got a boyfriend? I'ma still hit
My lil' n***a came to drop a body, we don't steal shit
Everything come up out my mouth be some real shit
On the bus, took a trip with a boy and girl, it ain't no field trip
Bro said he don't got my money, them fightin' words
A n***a try to take somethin' from me, I'll make him bitе the curb
I ain't fighting, n***a say the wrong thing, be donе shot him first
Bro with me said he shot when I shot, but he shot him first

[Verse 2: Tony Rose]
Damn, that was a close call
My quarterback got hit, he couldn't throw the ball
Bro just got a new gun, he tryna show it off
Got a bad bitch at MSU, she stay by Brody Hall
[Verse 3: GrindHard E]
N***a said the wrong thing and be done broke his jaw
N***a shot a hundred shots, ain't hit nobody, he wasn't close at all
Told my sale I'm 'bout to pull up, I wasn't close at all
We wasn't talkin' 'bout no sports when bro asked me to throw him a ball

[Verse 4: Tony Rose]
Damn, I hit a home run
I could come if you pay me, I can't go for fun
Can't nobody else do it, I'm the only one
Gary didn't call me back, I'm finna go to Golden Sun

[Verse 5: GrindHard E]
If I go to slide back— alright, yeah
If I go and slide, don't call nobody, use my own gun
These guns for protection, FN, Glocks, Dracs, and Smith & Wessons
They on some bullshit, try to lock me in the door, I'm shootin' out the exit

[Verse 6: Tony Rose]
E, I don't wanna wait
On my way to work off a six, I'ma come late
I ain't had no lean, so I had to drink some bumpyface
High as hell, stuck in my position, tryna run in place

[Verse 7: GrindHard E]
This bitch a freak, sucked my dick, let me fuck her face
Was worried 'bout some shit from yesterday, don't give a fuck today
Tryna put some food on a scale, what an onion weigh?
This n***a had some green, but it was all fake, I almost bought a case
[Verse 8: Tony Rose & GrindHard E]
Damn, this a mic check
I'm finna drink my last four, bro ain't buy it yet
Nah, let me buy a deuce from you, we could match the rest
Thought I spent all my stash, I hid some bands under my mattress
I only got caught with half, had to hide the rest
I fell out with my n***a, but I heard he got some Hi-Tech

[Verse 9: GrindHard E]
Unc' said the dope so raw, the fiends'll buy it wet
My other n***a fuck with fentanyl, his fiends be droppin' dead
High as hell off the drank, I mixed Wock' with red
Almost forgot I'm livin' in the hood, I almost shot a head

[Verse 10: Tony Rose]
Damn, that's perfect timing
Told my bitch I'll be back, I gotta serve a client
I'm finna pop this n***a, he ain't worth fightin'
If an opp run up, he'll get hurt tryin'