Ok let’s go! I’m runnin
Look at all of this heat I made you see what I’m becoming, Talk down then you delete boy you know that I’ll be gunnin, Imma grab my chop and you know it’ll be hummin



Bitch I’m 06! You know that I’m dripped out they call me the ocean, Everybody been movin weird they can’t keep a good motion, We gon roll up on ya block we call it a commotion



You might get hit, Oh you gotta, You might get split, Bitch I’m a shotta, You might just quit, You might just wanna, Got me a bag, Got me la plata, Got me a bag, Got me some prada, Got new Celine Boy you got nada, I got my crew I got armadas



Boy you be trippin you keep spittin cap, Bitch I’m the Mace I’ll take you off the map, I’m wearing Gucci and you’re wearing gap, Hit you with that 9 you’ll be taking a nap, Send that lil boy he be going to hell, I feel like yeat because here is a *bell noise* Boy you stupid as shit you don’t know how to spell, I run with the ball yea they call me Odell



Ok let’s go! I’m runnin
Look at all of this heat I made you see what I’m becoming, Talk down then you delete boy you know that I’ll be gunnin, Imma grab my chop and you know it’ll be hummin



Bitch I’m 06! (Yuh, Yuh)
You know that I’m dripped out they call me the ocean, everybody been movin weird they can’t keep a good motion, we gon roll up on you block we call it a commotion