Grrah, grrah-grrah
Yo Nonzo, turn this up
Get money
Bizzy
Uh, grrah

Grrah-grrah, boom
Keepin´ that
Uh

They know I don´t smoke, but if an opp die (Grrah)
I´m rollin´ niggas just for fun (Grrah-grrah)
If you mentionin´ Drizzy, walk wit´ your gun (Facts)
If you don´t, that just mean you dumb (Stupid)
Gotta be on point on my sides, if you don´t take a charge you can´t be in my ride (My ride)
And if you think I´m playin´, nigga, look in my eyes (My eyes)
Ain´t pop in a minute, this shit got me fried (Facts)
If I shine, you shine, nigga we shine (We shine)
She callin´ my phone, but I´m hittin´ decline (Decline)

She told me that she done, I sent her the peace sign
And if a bitch friendly, then she can´t be mine (At all)
Wait, who playin´ the opps in this shit?
How you ain´t know we was beefin´? (What?) We droppin´ they shit (Like)
If they drive through the hood, then I´m flockin´ the whip (Grrah)
If they throw a party, we stoppin´ the shit (Grrah-grrah)
I got a bad lil´ thorough bitch, light skin yellow bitch (Yellow bitch)
With or without me, she good like Melo, bitch (Melo, bitch)
You ain´t got no bodies, but your name is still celibate (Celibate)
Why you on the block all day? You ain´t sellin´ shit (You ain´t sellin´ nun)

Up in Bel-Air, rockin´ Hellstar
COVID-19, I don´t dap, I give head nods (Head nods, like)
I know one bitch that suck dick for some AirPods (Haha)
Prolly think I´m cappin´, I´m not
I´ll bring her to the block, she bad wit´ no bready, that bitch cute and popped
She wanna drink and scream all day, she a thot (Thot)
I don´t know ´bout y´all, but I got it on lock
Every time that I drop, got the haters on hots (Hots)
If a nigga move Wock, all you hear is a  (Grrah)
Put that boy in the sky, said you think he a  (Star)
Nigga wanna be famous, we could make him a  (Pah)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)

Like, look
I´m a demon, I ain´t gotta explain (Facts)
Can´t a nigga talk bad ´bout my name, I put on for myself
Nigga, fuck is a gang? (Gang)
What you got in your stash, prolly put on my chain (Stupid)
Just ´cause you got bread, don´t mean you ain´t lame
L´s become normal, nigga, charged to the game
First time in the booth, I just started spittin´ flame
Ever since I got lit, they just want me to change
But I´m still in the streets, niggas know it´s real when it´s beef (Real when it´s beef)
So you niggas better chill on the beats
Don´t be mad when the feds go sweep (Sweep)
They be tryna say music be the reason he deceased (´ceased)

But don´t think that it´s sweet
Niggas still hoppin´ out the Jeeps (Ha, grrah)
So you better move wit´ a technique (Grrah-grrah), just in case niggas creep
You know these niggas playin´ for keeps, I know lil´ niggas spinnin´ for weeks (Like)