Ayy

Gang, gang, gang, gang (Mike WiLL Made-It)

Lil Capalot, bitch, haTay Keith, fuck these niggas up

Hit the strip after school, couldn′t wait 'til I got out of class

Used to stare at the clock and shit

Before all of this rap shit, I was gangbangin′

And doin' highspeeds on the cops and shit

And I'm straight from the Chi′, but I ball like a king

Up in Cali′ and shoot like Stojaković

Keep applyin' the pressure, I go on the run

It ain′t no lettin' it up, ain′t no stoppin' this

Had to tell my little brother to chill, gotta stay in the house

Come outside, he be poppin′ shit

You ain't heard about us, well, you need to go watch the news

Niggas know we be dropping shit

Got the feds on my ass in the hood

'Cause they think I′m the one

Who been buyin′ them Glocks and shit

I'm just focused on music

They say my last tape was a classic

But I got some hotter shit (hotter shit)

Might be rocking a show, if I′m not up the stu'

Then I′m fucking this cash out

Don't you know Polo G? Skinny, tall, with the dreads

That lil′ nigga be rappin' his ass off

Yeah, I heard he got surgery

Still wanna climb from the back, just to see if her ass soft

Go like Harden with Rockets, we blast off

Tried to throw us some bullets, but we made them fumble

Like now you ain't getting that pass out

Finna block, now I′m takin′ my mask off

Hit the gas like we racin', speed off in them foreigns

And leave tire marks on the asphalt

It′s gonna be R.I.P. once your ass caught

He like front, we knockin' his cap off

Another day, another chain, or a mac bowl

All this ice got me freezin′ like Jack Frost

That boy a bitch, that's his dad fault

If you play then you late, we can crash out (let′s go)

When I'm up in his shit, bet his man down (ooh)

In B.O.A., I'm pullin′ them bands out (cap)

D.O.A., bitch I catch your man off

A rockstar from the block, I stand out

Came from nothing, I fought my advance off

When I hit the game with my flow niggas, ran out, fuck it (no cap)

I′m not your average Joe

When I leave the house, I took it

I'm rich, I don′t shop with no budget

My little youngins want him a bucket

I hop on his bitch and run it (uh)

If I said it, I seen it and done it (uh, uh)

These lil' niggas never rob nobody

Ain′t caught nobody, and ain't getting no money (cap)

Where I′m from, it's sport to gunplay

We adopt to the killer and dealers

But even them niggas won't make it out one day

I pop my first Xan I been had hood fame (yeah)

Took off like I was on the runway

I′m a star but still post on the one-way

Them niggas talk, but they won′t play

We let them die, sound like the choir on Sunday

Yeah, yeah

Hop on this scene and I'm thuggin′

Big glock on my hip so you know that I'm pushin′

Catch me an opp, I'ma down him in public

The police keep askin′, I'm changin' the subject

Know where I grew up, man, a nigga was rugged

Why the fuck you got a gun? You not gonna bust it

In the hundreds, I′m sauce, I ain′t doin' no tussin′

Drip a nigga still tastin' like he David Ruffin

I ain′t gon' cap, I don′t even like rappin'

But I love wrappin' them bodies and shit

Fucked the bitch, and when I get done

I′ma up my glock and then rob the bitch

Catch a nigga when he clock out

I′ma get him whacked at his job and shit

And I dont know why the police keep fucking with me

'Cause they ain′t stopping shit, yeah

Spin on your block like a remix

Shoot him in the face, get his teeth licked

Extended clip like a broomstick

Shoot a flick like Netflix

Scratch an opp off the checklist

I just bought a gun off Craiglist

Shoot and opp in the brain, I'm leavin′ the stain

Only thing you see is red shit

If the police behind, we keep duckin'

My gun need some draws, he got nothin′

Whole gang, we strapped on testos

If a nigga play, he gon' get bust, yeah

NLE, the Top Shotta, don dada

Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda

Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh