[Intro: Isaiah Rashad]
Woah, Kenny
Yeah

[Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad]
All I wanna do is bring the knock on (Bring the knock on, bitch)
Dolo make the money, had the stock home (Stock home, woah)
And I got a sick wrist (Wrist), make a wish, bitch
Ain't nobody this rare, take a flick, bitch (Yeah, yeah)
Sunny like to pop his shit like his papa did (Watch out)
When my pockets hit the lint, I think about robbin' shit (I think about)

[Pre-Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
I don't even know how I'm drivin' you crazy, I don't be drivin' shit (I think about it)
Lately, I've been servin' like eighty a gram, you know it be live as leer—

[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
Yeah, yeah (Bitch), runnin' from the law
Yeah, runnin' from the law, I'm scared (What you talkin’ 'bout?)
Runnin' from the law
Ru-ru—, runnin' from the law, I'm scared (Bitch)
Runnin' from the law (Ah)
Runnin' from the law, I'm—
I don't even know how I’m drivin' you crazy, I don't be drivin' shit (I think about it)
Lately, I've been servin' like eighty a gram, you know it be live as leer—
[Bridge: Isaiah Rashad]
Yeah, outside, really on the Southside, yeah (Talking 'bout)
Deep end, it's about to jump-off, yeah (Talking 'bout)
Flip this, can I get my funds up? Yeah
Three deep, every time the sun's up (Woo-woo, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q & Isaiah Rashad]
Earned so many scars, white thing had to cop it
G-Wagons, 9-11, baby momma options
Teach you how to make a M, triple from a zero (Ayy)
Big houses, gold faces, Rolls did the chemo
Backstabbin', chatter mouth, hatin' homie, nothin' (Watch out)
Complainin’ when we all go through it (What?), n***a, fuck it (Fuck it)
Double M, I switched up (Woo), the backseat a muffin
Hell yeah, I got the chain, n***a, I was buzzin' (Ayy)
Seein' sounds, I can taste the color from the trumpet (Woo)
N***a want the cash, the house, but you was clubbin' (Ayy)
Battle with my tears and pain for my discussion (Ayy, woo)
Movin' at a pace so most face turn to luggage, uh (Ayy, woo)
All them long nights ain't long for nothin' (For nothin')
Imagine havin' dreams when you can touch it

[Pre-Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
I don't even know how I'm drivin' you crazy, I don't be drivin' shit (I think about it)
Lately, I've been servin' like eighty a gram, you know it be live as leer—
[Chorus: Isaiah Rashad]
Yeah, yeah (Bitch), runnin' from the law
Yeah, runnin' from the law, I'm scared (What you talking 'bout?)
Runnin' from the law
Ru-ru—, runnin' from the law, I'm scared (Bitch)
Runnin' from the law (Ah)
Runnin' from the law, I'm—
I don't even know how I'm drivin' you crazy, I don't be drivin' shit (Sing that shit)
Lately, I've been servin' like eighty a gram, you know it be live as leer— (Bitch, bitch)

[Outro: Isaiah Rashad]
Outside, really on the Southside, yeah
Deep end, it's about the jump-off, yeah (Bitch, bitch)
Flip this, can I get more phones up? Yeah (Bitch, uh)
Three deep, every time the sun's up