Hell nah, I ain´t squashin´ beef, I ain´t no peacekeeper (Nope)
Get up out my way, you see me drivin´, I´m a beep-beeper (Skrrt) Phone call from big bruh, say he ain´t feel ´em, shit, me neither (Me neither) Talkin´ all that rah-rah, tell that nigga close his dick-eater (Bitch) This chopper, it hold a hundred, jawbreakers like Double D (Word) Had to save racks for some money, shit, I been to Chuck E. Cheese (Chuck E. Cheese) Frrt, that´s them switches, 5.56s, take every one of these (Frrt, frrt) Huh, baby missiles, bullets sting ´em like a bumblebee (Doon-doon-doon) Yeah, Adam Sandler, with my clique, these niggas comedy (Hah) I´m startin´ to look at these niggas like, "Damn, wasn´t you just under me?"
Yeah, man, these niggas wee-oh-wee, I call ´em Bobby V (Wee-oh-wee) Yeah, when you see me, you better dip ´cause you gon´ die in peace (Die in peace) Naw, hundred K ain´t nothin´ to me, I count that in my sleep (Yeah) They been hidin´ over seven days, I swear these niggas weak (Woah) Her last nigga ain´t put her on, that´s why she fuck with me, uh (Fuck with me) I´m a Crip, when we in the hood, she walkin´ by the C (Crip, Crip) Ayy, all these rings and all these chains, no nigga touch one (Nope) I´m tryna see which gun he had that day so I can buck somethin´ (So I can buck somethin´) All these niggas suckers, let ´em play, we goin´ dumb dumb (Dumb dumb)
Slidin´ with three lil´ ninjas, he get rocky, up the Tom-Tom (Huh) Booked brodie for a show, couple thousand, take his top off (Top off) Niggas playin´ ´til I tee off, I ain´t never been to Topgolf (Hold on) The way this lil´ bitch fuck me, she damn near done knocked my socks off (Socks off) Got a condom in my pocket, but round two, we goin´ raw dog (Let´s go) Uh, where you goin´? Come back here, take your drawers off (Let´s go) Huh, what you sayin´? Call me daddy, who´s your pawpaw? (Let´s go) I ain´t gon´ lie, lil´ mama, that head fire, but that pussy a ten You don´t need no ass shots, if that cat fire, I´ll buy you a Benz (Skrrt)
Grabba and paper please, I roll me a spliff, I don´t do the LooseLeaf, uh (Gas) These niggas duck, duck, duck, up with the Glock on a goosy (Rrah) Eastside Crippin´ like Raymond and Tookie, smokin´ OG, I do not do the Toosie, uh (No) I send ´em home with my tooly, banana clip, lemon squeeze, that bitch is fruity (That bitch is fruity) If it is beef, ain´t no way we stop it .223 freeze a nigga like the artist Fifty-round mag with the double cartridge Leave that boy on the street like the garbage (Like garbage) Roll a nigga like a Taki I need the cheese on the green, broccoli I don´t need niggas hatin´, they can´t stop it (They can´t stop me)
And I made this shit with no topic, nigga (It´s no topic, bitch)
Yeah Them niggas can´t fuck with me, man Niggas can´t even fuck with a motherfuckin´ hair on my chin, huh Niggas´ best play is to stay in they place in they place On my mama Um (Um), um Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah