808mafia
Big Doe Beezy, man (Oh, really?)
Your favorite rapper scared of me, man, stop playin´ (Big Doe Beezy)

Real gangsters fuck with me, I don´t give a fuck who don´t
Play with me, I bet he won´t, haha (Freeband Gang)
Oh, really? (Top shotta, let´s roll)

Bitch, I rock Chanel but don´t make me grab the Dickies (Drippy)
Ohio nigga, for real, I rob rappers, go ask Trippie (No bap)
I don´t go nowhere without my Glizzy, go ask Drizzy (No bap)
Hit every baddie in the city, but I slipped, ain´t smashed piggy (Haha)
I hit, "Shh," I ain´t gon´ lie, she let me fuck ´til I had millies (Bless)
Glizzy got perfect attendance, this bitch comin´ in class with me (Rrah-baow)

Grew up with no ho, used to could bag a Brittany (Simple)
Fuck whatever ho, bitch, I could wake up, bag Iggy (Mwah, come here, baby, Azalea)
I can´t lie, I was in jail, she had me fantasizin´ (Fantasizin´)
Want your bitch, could have her and her friends flyin´ private (Flyin´ private)
I ain´t boxin´, diamonds hit, feel like a drop kick (What´s up?)
Nigga, play that nine blick, it stop a lot of nonsense
Rubberband Money Gang, bitch, that who I ride with (RMB)
I got lit, named, "Shh," my bitch, I´ll fuck a dime bitch (Mwah, come here, baby)
I´m top shotta, don dada, bitch is just a sidekick (Haha)

I´m that nigga, make my main bitch choose my side bitch, uh
Walk down gang, but we run down on ´em (Walk down on ´em)
Think he can stand under the rain ´til it come down on him (Big walk down gang)
Scared of my name ´til this day ´cause I dump rounds on ´em
Wear Bottega every day, still gon´ stomp on ´em (Grrah, stepper)
Let me in the game, now I´m really a problem (Doe Beezy)
Model throwin´ up my gang and she don´t even get followed (Fool)
I don´t clout chase, I hit bitches with ten million followers (True story)
And I did that before I had ten million dollars, ya dig? (Oh, really?)

Yeah, could´ve fucked your favorite rapper, bitch, I let her slide (Let´s go)
I´m the type to set it off right there, don´t let it ride
He gon´ pillow talk and say he play with me, he tellin´ lies
Wink my eye at that lil´ bitch when she walk by, she mesmerized, yeah
I had hoes treat me like the G.O.A.T. ´fore I had the deal
Got pulled over with all pounds when I signed to Interscope, but I had to peel
I got three and half grams rolled up, but the shit that I smoke sittin´ behind my ear
I´m at the football game with the kids, you could play if you want, you gon´ die on the field

Bitch, dread-head nigga think he Chief Keef, try and slide on me, he gon´ die on a drill (Uh)
Nigga talkin´ ´bout robbin´ me, might as well get high and die on a pill
And nigga, I ain´t comin´ off of shit, you gon´ learn you in here with a shark, I´m ride ´til the wheels
On some bad boy shit, I´ll slide across the floor in the dark, I be firin´ with skills
If I want the bitch, then you just lost her, boy, believe me, let´s go
Bitch say she wanna be Freeband gang, I tossed her to Doe Beezy
Stop and get a corn beef sandwich with Frito Lays, with my Glock when I´m in Cleveland
´Bout to take some brand new flowers to my daddy grave while I´m rockin´ double Cs

I tell her
Bitch, I rock Chanel but don´t make me grab the Dickies (Uh)
But don´t make me grab the Dickies (No bap)
Bitch, I rock Chanel but don´t make me grab the Dickies (No bap, uh)
But don´t make me grab the Dickies (Haha, oh, really?)
Stunk bean, haha (It´s gone)
Partner, I know his ass did
Ah, fuck, man, was ´posed to put some gas in this, ah, yeah
Niggas be doin´ ho ass shit (On God)
Nigga Beezy be dumbass
This nigga beamin´, bruh