Just got off the phone with my partner, he told me he need three, I told him I got it You probably ain't heard how I'm rockin', I beat your ass up, leave my gun in my pocket Just went up on my prices, you dig? Keep a gun with no license, you dig? Off the top, I ain't writin' this ***, I keep a Glock, I ain't fightin' your bitch I'm tryna strike him, come here, I got *** on lock, right, I'm flossin' Sent the ***, she think that I like her, I just want some good hair, she won't tie it And my music on Apple and Tidal, I got the juice like I'm Snapple, I'm viral She *** for a pic, I smack her ass, give her dick I turn your ass to a lick, bitch We hop off the Sprinter with sticks, we came for a show But these rods ain't for show, nigga, do the wrong thing and we in in this *** Bro, hop off the stage, then we follow Nigga reeks, you tryna go viral? Pussy He get beat to sleep for playin' tough in the club He won't remember tomorrow, gang I'm a real block star, stunna man, got the block, uh-huh My name in the streets like I pop somethin', uh-huh Nigga play with my name, had a block jump, uh-huh Your bitch on my dick when I drop somethin', uh-huh You ain't hear no leaks, nigga, stop frontin', uh-huh I ain't tryna lip box, I'm tryna knock him out the frame Lookin' for his bitch like he lost somethin', uh-huh She with me, I got my feet up, uh-huh My dick on the plate, make her eat up, uh-huh You can still get a P, boy, they cheatin', uh-huh Attracted to a rapper, been losin' my play Cause I been out of town for a week, damn Too busy, I can't pick my phone up, I can't Don't argue with hoes, bitch, we grown-ups, yeah I walk it out, DJ, uh, walk it out Got that fire on me, now *** a trunk, uh-huh Do my dance on your man, she gon' ***, uh-huh Nigga play with the gang if he want, yeah I do a show, get your hit, get your hit Hundred twenty-five hoes on my dick, uh-huh She with my type of boo, I ain't want her I messed her down to the crew, he go stun her, okay Uh, breastin' that pack off like a punter I send that boy like his uncle He claimin' somethin', we puttin' him under We be down this block like some drummers No thug, I'm really with gunners Ayy, I'm in her mouth like a sucker I use her face, I roll nut on the cover Photon, these bitches love me See me with a baby, now they wanna *** me And if I do, bitch, you lucky Ha, I bet he gon' die if he touch me Photons, photons Photons, photons Blank, blank, blank, blank Yeah, how this young nigga doin' this ***, bitch Four-way, you get this *** to glow-way Hallway, run down Godway That's why I *** with that nigga That's why I *** with that nigga That's why I *** with that nigga He gon' pop his ***, yeah Real talk, I'm the best mother***in' rapper Stunna, Stunna the best young nigga rapper Bitch, we takin' over, blank, blank