Leor, light it up
Mommy, India got the beats
Come on, ha
Now check this (Check this)
We ain´t with none of that water whip ass shit (None of that shit you niggas on)

I´ma preach it to you like this, I´ma give it to you raw
You heard me? However I bring it, that´s how I´ma bring it, just catch it
It´s some real gangster shit now

I quit that sad shit, I ain´t trippin´, they don´t fuck with me then fuck ´em
You don´t want YoungBoy, baby? Come on, know you love me, yeah
Real popular in my hood and that street shit I love, nigga
See me soldiered down and I´m good, I wish you motherfuckin´ would
I wish you motherfuckers do it, yeah
Choppa came, I would
Okay, come play broad day, I up that spray, they gon´ tell you ´bout how I do it (Grr, grr)

Nawfside 3-8, I bang that 4KTrey, it ain´t safe inside Baton Rogue
Nah, they ain´t wanna see me on
They ain´t wanna see me sell out my tour
They ain´t glad that I came home (Ha)
They ain´t wanna look out for my children (Ha)
Now the fact I´m back, I been gettin´ stacks, don´t fuck with ´em, tell ´em let´s do it (Yeah)
Turn boys to men, I´ma get it in
Grindin´ to the ten, I been through it
Sticks in your hand, shoot on demand
I´ll zip your man, find you a new one

Hold on, no way at all you gon´ step on me (Let it out)
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin´ you gon´ rep´ off me (What?)
They gon´ find this nigga stankin´, he ran up on me

Boy, I ain´t playin´, I´m gone off bars of Xans, I mix with lean, that maple lean (Ha, ha, grr)
I´m watchin´ cars, I got my rod, I´m who in charge, they make-believe
I come from robbin´ shit to Nawfside, I was robbin´ jeans
I tell that ho get off my back ´cause only room there for my team (Woah-oh)

Give me that iron (Iron), I´ma roll with ´em (Roll with ´em)
Mama, don´t pray for me, I don´t back down for no nigga (No nigga)
They got a place for me
Lil Top, I got a K with me
A Drac´, you know it love to sing (Grr)
He really pussy ´cause he red, because you know he gon´ get down for me (Baow, lay you down for me, bitch)

Hold on, no way at all you gon´ step on me (Let it out, yeah)
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin´ you gon´ rep´ off me (Come on, come on, yeah-yeah)
They gon´ find this nigga stankin´, he ran up on me (Pow, pow)

I come up with plenty killers, got to keep a pistol
Roll with me by any means (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Strung out all dope sniffers from the Northside and fucked ´em, that methamine
Youngin´ got on that Meth´, he be lookin´ mean
Cross your top with the Glock, you try anything (Yeah, yeah)
When my grandma had left, had to jump out the shelf

Bust the top with a Glock if you chop a seat
I ´member back in ´17, I ain´t had no money for weed
Man, I was bummin´ for weeks
Down on my dick, so I scheme
Bitch take a bobby pin, and hide the money inside her hair for me
Know I got money, I got the bitch tryna tear her hair out for me
I used to live inside a house and used to stay out weeks
Told her that my home my girl house, I ain´t have nowhere to sleep
I was in Houston dealin´ boy with a warrant out on me
Ran off on Drea because I promised Jaz before we had linked (Damn)

Hold on, no way at all you gon´ step on me (Let it out)
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin´ you gon´ rep´ off me (Bap, bap, bap)
They gon´ find this nigga stankin´, he ran up on me (On me)
Hold on, no way at all you gon´ step on me (Let it out)
Bitch, a issue if you thinkin´ you gon´ rep´ off me (What?)
They gon´ find this nigga stankin´, he ran up on me

I´ma whoop your ass, lil´ nigga
I´m experienced, I´ma do you bad, you gon´ be feelin´ played
Now, you better go on ´bout your lil´ business
´Fore it be some blood on top my Js

Right now I´m faded, I got on shades
´Cause I´ma renegade, and I play with K
Know I built the lands like it´s my lands, I´m tryna find peace inside my days
I ain´t graduated ´til that glass
Bitch can´t even pee about Lil Dave
Your bathroom window, I´m at your glass
I´m bringin´ all you bitches pain
Soldier rollin´ loaded, I tell ´em free JBeezy
He creepin´ creature, man
Four doors on me, make it look easy
With that heat, he leave your brain
Ass, see me down bad, but that lil´ storm, I overcame
They said I´m finna beat it like Soulja Slim when he had to pee in that tank
But the only thing
It´s a difference, I´m Cash Money, ain´t no Hot Boy, I´m Rich Gang

And I got my own label, I´m a boss, NBA, I´m Never Broke Again
NFL, Nawfside for life, my heart goes out to most of my friends
Because I know that they want chains, they gon´ be bangin´ all to the end
No, wait, hold up, I mean my bros
We put you up, stuff out ´em hoes
Check how we roll up you (Uh), I already know, cutthroat, nigga