[YSN Flow & Doe Boy]
Doe Beezy (On granny, yeah, yeah)
On granny
Yeah, yeah (On granny, yeah)
L462, gang (Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah)

Yeah, yeah, let´s go

[YSN Flow & Doe Boy]
I´m tryna run up them bands, give that to my friends
So I can go do it again
I come from where you don´t win
Finally won, but scared I´ma lose it again
Fuck on his bitch, send her back to her nigga
She hittin´ my phone tryna do it again
Hammy downs was all I rocked
I ain´t have no guap, no, I can´t go through it again (Doe Beezy)

[Doe Boy]
I´ma fuck on her friend, I hit two hoes in the Benz (Skrrt, skrrt)
I got some killers that can´t be on camera

Play and they shoot like a lense
Ice on my body, I´m drippin´ water, I wash away all my sins
Run up on Doe, that´s a no go, you will end up on the flow like YSN
He never caught no bodies, why you let him run with ya gang?
Why he in? You thought I was sweet, nigga, try again
Slid a hour ago, tell them slide again
Try the band Gods, they drummin´
Yeah, them chopsticks look like violins
Still screamin´, "Fuck your dead homie"
We´ll dig him up, he could die again, bitch
Snuck in the club and I came wit a blick
Came in with her man, left with my dick
60K I Patek my wrist
Hundreds shots, I protect my shit

I´m tryna hit a nigga, I don´t shoot in the wind
My lil´ stepper caught a body and he ready to do it again

[YSN Flow]
I´m tryna run up them bands, give that to my friends
So I can go do it again
I come from where you don´t win
Finally won, but scared I´ma lose it again
Fuck on his bitch, send her back to her nigga
She hittin´ my phone tryna do it again
Hammy downs was all I rocked
I ain´t have no guap, no, I can´t go through it again

[YSN Flow]
I got on Gucci, this ain´t even drip, my nigga

Don´t you see I´m rich, my nigga?
You got a Glock but a bitch, my nigga
You ain´t ever hit no nigga
He talkin´ hot, I guess he wanna get lit, my nigga
28 in my clip, my nigga
Shout out my jeweler, my neck look like piss, my nigga
That´s why bitches pick a nigga
I´m tryna hold up my fist with Rolex my wrist
And every diamond on it hit
Look how I´m holdin´ my stick
I´m ready to blitz and put a nigga on his shit
Super hot, I know I´m lit, remember when I wasn´t shit
Now everybody want a pic, everybody on my dick
These niggas switchin´ sides
If he flippin´ sides then we flippin´ his whip

Fuck it, ballin´ hard, I need a bucket, makin´ money, bitch, I love it
These bitches be fuckin´, that´s why I can´t do the lovin´
And that´s why I can´t do the trustin´, I fucked then I´m dubbin´
Mama, I´m hot as an oven and all these bitches tryna touch it
Look how I´m comin´, walk in the room and I´m bussin´
Ain´t even fuck and she cummin´

[YSN Flow]
I´m tryna run up them bands, give that to my friends
So I can go do it again
I come from where you don´t win
Finally won, but scared I´ma lose it again

Fuck on his bitch, send her back to her nigga
She hittin´ my phone tryna do it again
Hammy downs was all I rocked
I ain´t have no guap, no, I can´t go through it again