[Don Q]
Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas
Look what I formed alone, ain´t nobody had to put me on, nigga
I got my foot up on niggas, I hear ´em takin´ the lingo (takin´ the lingo)

My trap phone helped me get that designer before I was breakin´ a single
My racks long, remember a nigga was literally breakin´ a single (literally breakin´ a single)
You know that yay gettin´ mangled nigga, I hold that K at an angle
I gotta feed the team, you know I gave the blueprint to my niggas (give the blueprint to my niggas)
Watch how I flee the scene, I got 2 bitches inside of the Fisker
Who you think gave the ingredients? I am the one with seasonin´ (the one with seasonin´)
Yeah, my ego I´m feedin´ it (feedin´ it), I hope you niggas obedient (obedient)
Yeah, look a demon in his eyes, you´ll never know what you see in it (you´ll never know what you see)

Yeah, I pull up speedin´ in the ride, no it don´t come with a key in it (no it don´t come with a key)
Yeah, but I smell like a ki in it, yeah, I look fresh off the border (fresh off the border)
Duckin´ the feds and recorders (feds and recorders), you know I rest with the Taurus (you know I rest with the)
I keep some ice on my neck, I gotta stay with my head above water
Yeah, I´m mixin´ Sprite with the Tech, constantly poppin´ the meds that I ordered, yeah

[Don Q]
(Talk to ´em) Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas (we pullin´ up whatever nigga you already know)
Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas (all kinda foreign shit)

Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas (fly shit, a true thug nigga, dripped out bitch)

[G Herbo]
I was in the trenches, believe me
But I was blessed and finessed, so I make it look easy
Nah but this shit wasn´t easy, I was in a shoot-out
I´m talkin´ to Nicki, got flew out, I was right next to Weezy
And I gotta clutch when I meet you (when I meet you)
Might have my .40 to greet you (greet you)
Kept that lil´ shake like a seizure
I´ll go to New York, interview at Thisis50, and run up a 50 ball
Landed at Kennedy, no we couldn´t fly with the blicky, ay dog, we need one of y´alls

Ain´t got no enemies, fuck it still gotta keep it with me, might run into one of y´alls
Want smoke at this show, we gon´ shoot this bitch and you know might as well don´t even come at all
I been that nigga, turnt up my flex as a youngin´, you know me and Somersault
Come put that shit up, at least a whole when you hit us, we flip it, no somersault
I fucked that shit up
Ran through a sack with my niggas, we here for a bunch of raw (yeah)
Ain´t give no fuck I was tryna get fly, charged my cousin 8K for a hundred balls
When Fazo died and they pulled Zell over, he was like, "Fuck the law"
Pullin´ up with freshman, they like, "Herbo, you a fuckin´ dog"

Charmed all my teachers, shootin´ dice in P.E, cheerleaders, fucked ´em all (you know this shit)
Still might get a C-D, ´fore I made a CD, I ain´t give a fuck at all
Still in Chiraq with the GDs, yeah with the BDs, yeah I fuck with ´em all
Honestly, I don´t give a fuck where you from, what you is, fuck with me then you fuck with the wrong one
Honestly I´ma just stop let you think ´bout your next move
You don´t wanna leave your momma ´n ´em lonely
I´ma just aim at your top, give a fuck what the vest do
Any day you just come run up on me

[Don Q]
(Talk to ´em) Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas (we pullin´ up whatever nigga you already know)

Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas (all kinda foreign shit)
Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas (fly shit, a true thug nigga, dripped out bitch)

[Dave East]
I just went got me a Coupe, fuck that single shit went got me a group
Glock kick like BlocBoy when it shoot
Your family won´t know til´ it come on the news
I pop me one of them blues, all in my locker, my gun up in school (gun up in)
I´m in a good mood, I ain´t wanna be rude (naw)
Just look at these rappers, you wanna see food
Listen, before the booth I was goin´ through it in the kitchen
Tyson on the roof, I was lookin´ for a pigeon
Givenchy to the shoes, first day up outta prison

She seen the roof dippin´, [?]
Since nigga did Hpnotiq, foreign shit gettin´ out it
Ahki I´m lookin´ like bin Laden
Just wait till the price change, you think I ice skate, this ain´t no hockey we been slidin´
Gelato too loud gotta Zip-Lock it
My money grew up, you got kid pockets
The coke is A-1, call it Len Bias
Tryn assault me, no emoji, send fire (fire)
I treat the back of the ´Bach like a studio, your bitch just gave me a mic test
Just come to the mansion, see all these Ghosts and these Phantoms, shit lookin´ like Fright Fest
When I used to sip, it was just Pineapple Fanta if ain´t no more Sprite left
Just work on your aim, if you a dependable hitter that´s gon´ be a nice check

Balmain got me rockin´ these white sweats
They match the Off-Whites with the Nike checks
Ass bettin´ that´s a dice death, I see my future through the Pyrex

[Don Q]
(Talk to ´em) Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas
Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas
Where you from? We gon´ pull on niggas