| Gotcha |
| Look |
| Yo |
| Step out (Rrr), step out (Braap) |
| Get my keys and my shank when I step out (Woo) |
| I just sighted a opp, man’s lettin' it buss |
| I’ma lean, let the full corn let out (Bap) |
| Put a 9 in pebs, or I fling it in Z’s (Ayy) |
| OT, where the packs get spread out |
| If she don’t suck dick, tell her get out (Move) |
| Tryna crash in your whizz when I step out |
| We dip out (Dip out), we dip out (Dip out) |
| Let a pussy play a game when I take it out |
| Or Fever he lurkin', he can’t wait to let out |
| 5th Clocc that’s for certain, you know how we get down |
| Bend down (Bend over), bend down |
| She a freaky lil' bitch (Lil' fuck) |
| That’s a opp, tell her pass me the grip (Pass the grip) |
| Know she don’t bang, but I’m rich for the Crip |
| I’m tryna STP like Mitch, but my gun el-le-le-le like Timbo (Bap) |
| Uptown, you ain’t see bags, fill it (Oi) |
| I remember them times I was livin' off Indo' (Oi, oi) |
| And you know that the iPhone’s hot |
| So Telegram man when you’re givin' that info (Rrr) |
| I remember when I shanked up a yute (dickdickdip) |
| Blood on my shank, same colour as Vimto (dickdickdickdickdip) |
| I make lighskin yutes turn red (Woo) |
| I make six foot yutes so scared of this midget (Skrt, skrt) |
| They say I got issues with women |
| It’s not my fault that they have an addiction |
| Look, shout out my broski Yas |
| 'Cause he’s flyin' it straight and he’s bringin them bricks in (Trap) |
| I’m about my cake and my icin’s too, but this ain’t no Kipling (No) |
| I’m with a sweet one that mine |
| That’s Amazon Prime, man, quality time (Ayy, come 'ere) |
| This business phone’s too active |
| Gettin' her mad, she turnt off my line ('Low it) |
| Baby girl, I can’t stop this grind |
| Need at least two M’s by twenty-five (Ayy, ayy) |
| I got a studio session 'til eight |
| Now, I’m at a fashion show by nine |
| Step out, flex out |
| Zone 2 step, tryna rip man’s chest out (dickdickdip) |
| I was raised in the 'narm, but my flag is black |
| Put a flag for the ends that you rep now |
| Two in a Q of lake |
| Heat up the stove, now, I’m bringin' that 'Rex out |
| Last month, I spent thirty on nothin' |
| Now, I’m tryna recoup the bread now (Mad) |
| Step out (Rrr), step out (Braap) |
| Get my keys and my shank when I step out (Woo) |
| I just sighted a opp, man’s lettin' it buss |
| I’ma lean, let the full corn let out (Bap) |
| Put a 9 in pebs, or I fling it in Z’s (Ayy) |
| OT, where the packs get spread out |
| If she don’t suck dick, tell her get out (Move) |
| Tryna crash in your whizz when I step out |
| We dip out (Dip out), we dip out (Dip out) |
| Let a pussy play a game when I take it out |
| Or Fever he lurkin', he can’t wait to let out |
| 5th Clocc that’s for certain, you know how we get down |
| Bend down (Bend over), bend down |
| She a freaky lil' bitch (Lil' fuck) |
| That’s a opp, tell her pass me the grip (Pass the grip) |
| Know she don’t bang, but I’m rich for the Crip |
| Let’s go put that nigga on a shirt (On a shirt) |
| Sippin' on dirty, can’t fuck with a perc' |
| And he claim he a killer, I’m uppin' it first |
| Your Glock on the way, it’s gon' touch on the 1st |
| They shoot at the plug nigga, what was it worth? (What was it worth?) |
| He said the wrong thing, all he see was the burst |
| Lay him on his hearse (In his hearse) |
| Label me, enemy number one (Number one) |
| Most of my Glocks came with a switch (Switch) |
| Infrared beam came with a drum |
| Can’t do talks, my niggas, they know the lift |
| No remorse, we huntin', let’s load the whip (Load the whip) |
| Yeah, it’s mission complete |
| Accurate aim, knock that boy off his feet (Off his feet) |
| The wolves gotta eat, we just had us a feast |
| So, I told my fevers, he buy G’s, he a rat (He a rat) |
| He play toe-tag for that politicin' (Politicin') |
| Had to go set up the trap (Set the trap) |
| Oh, he seen the flash? No time to react (React) |
| We up on your mans, you better get back |
| S-Class, drift off and do the dash |
| I’d rather be down bad than go and kiss another nigga ass |
| You know how much time you was wastin'? |
| Lost the bag, gettin' impatient |
| Step to you nigga, I’m tougher than Jason |
| Stepped on his neck, put his head in the pavement (Still dangerous) |
| Get down (Grrt), or lay down (Lay down) |
| Top dogs who I’m takin' in person |
| You knew it would come to this, I can’t be merciful |
| Rest up to the killys, that pain not reversible |
| Step out (Rrr), step out (Braap) |
| Get my keys and my shank when I step out (Woo) |
| I just sighted a opp, man’s lettin' it buss |
| I’ma lean, let the full corn let out (Bap) |
| Put a 9 in pebs, or I fling it in Z’s (Ayy) |
| OT, where the packs get spread out |
| If she don’t suck dick, tell her get out (Move) |
| Tryna crash in your whizz when I step out |
| We dip out (Dip out), we dip out (Dip out) |
| Let a pussy play a game when I take it out |
| Or Fever he lurkin', he can’t wait to let out |
| 5th Clocc that’s for certain, you know how we get down |
| Bend down (Bend over), bend down |
| She a freaky lil' bitch (Lil' fuck) |
| That’s a opp, tell her pass me the grip (Pass the grip) |
| Know she don’t bang, but I’m rich for the Crip |
| Gotcha |