(They gon′ fuck with this one, Will)

Baow! Baow! Speed (gang)

(Sensei, I hate you)(Oh, my God, KA$H)

W-w-when them streetlights on, boy, don't come on my block

He-he-he was talkin′ hot, he got some bullets from this Glock (fah-fah-fah)

Mister post up pourin' fours inside my soda pop

Feel like Dope As Yola, I just smoke my opps then let y'all watch

Took advantage of that TikTok, now I′m goin′ up, just check the stocks

That's an opp, headshot, body shot

I gotta go, can′t be a shot

In the car, spin the block

Now I'm at my shawty spot, told her, "Come over, give me slop"

My main bitch on emo, she did Paz in the cathedral

I′m too fly just like an eagle

The niggas I'm with be evil

Anybody, cannot fuck with people

′Cause my shooters really lethal

Smokin' good gas, diesel

Pass the work, I thread the needle

You can't hang around my people ′less you got somethin′ illegal

Baby, we can make a movie and go rewatch it at Regal

None of these niggas want smoke for real

Tough on the 'net til you get killed

I make music money, now I′m not the one who be on drills

Because I got shit to lose, and I know you cannot relate

I put my partners in position, everybody got a plate

We shippin' packs to state, to state

I wake up and stuff an eighth

She too fond over my J, I go to school after I face (gang)

Smoke in the air, yeah, in the air

Pu-pu-put ′em in the ground, but his soul in the air

We gon' wipe his whole gang out, man, this shit ain′t fair

Fe-fe-feelin' like a villain when I'm chillin′ in the lair

Pull up in that damn Demon shinin′ like a chandelier

With that Kel-Tec, bitch, I'm 1400, start a real mess

We got more bodies than the real death, yeah

We got more bodies than the real death, yeah

W-w-when them streetlights on, boy, don′t come on my block

He-he-he was talkin' hot, he got some bullets from this Glock (fah-fah-fah)

Mister post up pourin′ fours inside my soda pop

Feel like Dope As Yola, I just smoke my opps then let y'all watch

Took advantage of the TikTok, now I′m goin' up, just check the stock

That's an opp, headshot, body shot

I gotta go, can′t be a shot

In the car, spin the block

Now I′m at my shawty spot, told her, "Come over, give me slop"