Fuck them pussy-ass niggas, nephew, lay ´em down (Blatt)
Fuck ´em, better them than us, you heard me, 5?
We on that type of time
Bulletproof when we ridin´ ´round, movin´ ´round, nigga (Woo, yeah)

Big sticks
I been gettin´ the racks off features, nigga (Yeah)

On a jet, this bitch got wifi (Yeah), send a hit through FaceTime
Big ol´ stick look like a guitar (Yeah), niggas know we rock out (Brrt)
VVS, my grill cost a check (Skrrt), nigga, fuck a cookout (Yeah)
Catch him on that bike like lil´ Pappy (On my son), we got niggas shook, huh (Yeah)
Big ol´ pimpin´, doin´ one fifty in this Trackhawk truck (Yeah, in this Trackhawk truck)
Tryna keep up with VM, got niggas fuckin´ they paper up, for real (Niggas fuckin´ they paper up)
Shout out YTB, you know that get-back shit a must, nigga (Yeah)

Bulletproof Escalade, this bullshit cost a Rolls truck, woo (Yeah)
In the trap house, day and night, Kid Cudi, hoo (Yeah)
Hide your credit cards ´cause he a scammer, oh Lord (Yeah)
When pimp was me on callin´ me on FaceTime to show forty (Yeah)
We had Nilly in the trap, goin´ back and forth for four months, nigga (Yeah)
Say you more piped up than me, then pussy, show somethin´, nigga (Yeah)
I was tryna find a house to cut the dope up, nigga (House to cut the fuckin´ dope in)
Me and my main ho famous, nigga, pipe your bitch up, nigga (Yeah)
Hidin´ the drugs inside the house, she don´t even know what her son sellin´ (Yeah)

Testify (Yeah), these niggas rappin´ and testifyin´, guess I´m a different kind (Gang)
I ain´t nothin´ like them other guys, I´d kill him if he mine (Yeah)
But shit, I know this nigga ain´t mine and I know what I saw (I know what I saw)
And I´m out here actin´ like I was blind, I ain´t need no key to start  (Yeah)
I´m in a rental with switches and glizzys and killers (Yeah)
I´m in the trenches, first nigga play with me, put somethin´ in that river, woo
In a Maybach like Rick Ross, this ain´t Maybach Music, nigga (Woo)
Net up 500K this month, niggas think I´m lyin´, they stupid, woo (Gang)

Yeah, bitch, and I´m fresh out the trenches, nigga, on a G5 (We on that type of time)
You understand?
Nigga know it´s fuckin´ vulture mob, could do or die, nigga
If a nigga play, nail them to the fuckin´ cross, nigga (Yeah, yeah)
Bleed a nigga buried by the fuckin´ 11, nigga, you understand
I´ma die about this VMB, you understand (Fuck this nigga), it´s in my fuckin´ blood, nigga (Blood, nigga)
You niggas ain´t gettin´ no fuckin´ money like us, nigga, you understand (Gang, yeah)
The biggest in this shit (Shit, shit, woo)

I´m on Adderall, mm-hmm (Alright)

Pressure bust some pipes, I´m out here, payment on my heart, mm-hmm (Gang)
200K in a day, Big 49, trap god, mm-hmm (Yeah)
I know young niggas who litter than this right back in the fort (Yeah)
Them niggas thought we lost it, woo (Woo)

All them niggas that´s gone and been forgot about, we ain´t never forget about ´em
We on that type of time
Fuck who don´t like it, we on that type of shit
Fuck who ain´t with us, we on that type of shit
We fuckin´ over everything that ain´t with us
Yeah, for a fact, mm-hmm