Yeah, n***a gon' kill him Hmph, I don't give a f***, I'm gon' die anyway Tell ya, yeah, yeah Talk about them peas, got a bunch Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and *** my gun Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Cali crust Oh, you sippin' on Tris, we sippin' WAP Got it out the bricks, yeah If I said it's up, lil' n***a, I know it's up with you Best believe we gon' find your b**** I'm gon' get up with you, we nuts If we come, we gon' bust at you Twelve, lil' n***a, I don't need no cuffs Politicking and pimping in that van, leaving hate in the dust Taking all your s*** in my chain, got snow on the bluff Now get up outta here, yeah, alright, yeah Don't be reaching for my chain You know we pop, call us Backwood Gang Because my opps in it, open up that closet, yeah I got big mop in it, they don't buy no drink for me Cause I re-rock We can shoot a box, you know we punchin' Every time we see y'all out, we eat your s*** Ain't a wok in my cream soda, it ain't no cut in it Play with my a**, gon' die today, right now, come try your luck Give a goofy all headshots, like it's you, Dermanoff Sink s*** off from me, no more bags, cause I be running off Bust Cuban and Rose, go Prezzy blown, yeah, that's a hundred bars The stage, I ain't doing no more shows unless my gun involved Talk about them peas, got a bunch Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and *** my gun Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, cataclysm Oh, you sipping on Tris, we sipping Wap Got it out the bricks, yeah If you say this up, lil' s***, you know it's up with you Best believe we gon' find your s***, I'm gon' get up with you If we come, we gon' bust that chump Tripping off the red, with Trippie Redd Vans keep counting up views, you already dead It's me and my mans, get to walking up to you Make a b***h give me head, her and her friends Yeah, they bout to do it, if you ain't got no bands I'm just saying, I'm talking about no music All my clothes exclusive, swim with your hoe, he lucid Put the dope on the road, it's lucrative Then make it back home secluded, up big fat, shoot it I'm big fat, boolean, tell a b***h be quiet, the room is loud Shut your a** up, I'm muted, my trap chopper grooving Pass me that cup, pass me that blunt, pass me that gun Scuba, I'm racking it up, it's you packing the wealth Who backing me up, the whoopers and the apes The shooters, the drakes, we used from whom we hate Computers, talk about them peas, we got a bunch Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and *** my gun Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, cataclysm Oh, you sipping on Tris, we sipping wop Got it out the bricks, yeah If I said it's up, lil' b***h, you know it's up with you Best believe we gon' find your s***, I'm gon' get up with you We nuts, if we come, we gon' bust at you I ain't drinking no Tris, I don't f*** no snitch You a broke-ass lame, I ain't touching your b***h I'm humble, I ain't soft, how the youngs go blitz? Used to pray for a whole thing, keep one on my wrist D to the O, me and Trippie Redd Actives, baby, I'm sipping red, got my Vans from Dillard Meads Bro ride Yeezy in the field, trapping ain't dead, these d***s scared Yeah, my n****s trying to go Best friend, I'ma just blame the dope Police came, hit the lights on me, tell you Usain to buck Can't believe they let me in the game, skeetin' the famous ho Keeping links, diamonds full of pointers, I don't do chains with ropes Talk about them P's, got a bunch Wake up in the morning, brush my teeth and *** my gun Forty on the wrist, colored diamonds, Cadillac Crest Oh, you sipping on Tris, we sipping wop Got it out the bricks, yeah If I said it's up, lil' d*** ain't know it's up with you Best believe we gon' find your d***, I'm gon' get up with you We nuts, if we come, we gon' bust at you