Man, niggas lookin´ real oppy He dead, change the topic I got out, they can´t stop (Nah) James Harden, Houston Rock´ In my pocket, I´ma pop (Boom) I turn up the party (Yeah) I get high and start shit (What?) In this bitch, they play the opps´ shit (Yeah, boom, boom) Won´t let shit slide, we slide with mopsticks I want it, I´ma cop (Yeah) I get mad, I Cash App ten (What?) Tell lil´ folks to pop, Redenbach´ Over dead (Damn), these niggas always scared (They is) They better go back in the house ´fore we come over there (What? Huh?)
I´m colder than a polar bear (Freeze) My neck, solar flare (Bling, baow) They sentence me for killin´ beats (Yeah) They gon´ give me the chair (Damn, damn) DJ, tell ´em I wasn´t there (Nah, nah) Play this if you ain´t scared (Yeah) This club go up, we throwin´ chairs (What?) You better duck your head (Boom, boom) I pull up like, "What was said?" If he wanna fight, I´ll beat his ass And if that bitch get mad and he gon´ get his gun, we got FNs Put a switch up on a ten (Grrah, grrah) Hit him and all his friends I got bodies and I got bands (Bands), shout-out to all my fans
And I got hands too (Uh-huh), Amiri pants too (Uh-huh) Jordan, Dior, I ain´t Woo These Chanels brand new Police come, I´m gettin´ loose (Von) Scramble, Cam Newton (Scram, scram) I´m rich, I ain´t lootin´ (Nah) Get caught, I ain´t do it (Nah)
Man, niggas lookin´ real oppy He dead, change the topic I got out, they can´t stop (Nah) James Harden, Houston Rock´ In my pocket, I´ma pop (Boom) I turn up the party (Yeah) I get high and start shit (What?) In this bitch, they play the opps´ shit (Yeah, boom, boom)
Won´t let shit slide, we slide with mopsticks I want it, I´ma cop (Yeah) I get mad, I Cash App ten (What?) Tell lil´ folks to pop, Redenbach´ Over dead (Damn), these niggas always scared (They is) They better go back in the house ´fore we come over there (What? Huh?)
It´s like 2 A.M. (Uh), ridin´ with my mans (Yeah) He don´t want no hoes (Uh-uh) He just wanna spin (Go) Soon as I stop the wheel, do that nigga in (Grr) You like how it feel? Do that shit again (Uh) Ballin´ like my name Thompson, came in with my twin Ballin´ like I´m Ja Morant, I keep my FN (You know that)
I stay talkin´ cash shit, we got all the Ms I can´t get her off my dick, this lil´ bitch a fan (Fan) Put in work like Von did for the WIIIC, got niggas blammed up Told Smurk, "I´m pullin´ up with my stick, I´m in the Lamb´ truck" (Right now) I´ll point this bitch at whoever, keep your hands up (What up?) What the fuck you niggas starin´ for?
Man, niggas lookin´ real oppy He dead, change the topic I got out, they can´t stop (Nah) James Harden, Houston Rock´ In my pocket, I´ma pop (Boom) I turn up the party (Yeah)
I get high and start shit (What?) In this bitch, they play the opps´ shit (Yeah, boom, boom) Won´t let shit slide, we slide with mopsticks I want it, I´ma cop (Yeah) I get mad, I Cash App ten (What?) Tell lil´ folks to pop, Redenbach´ Over dead (Damn), these niggas always scared (They is) They better go back in the house ´fore we come over there (What? Huh?)