[Verse 1:]
Come on
What these n*ggas talkin' bout?
Im out here runnin' up a check while n*ggas run they mouth
Boy you must be high as f*ck cause I highly doubt, that you slid thru my hood and really made it out
Dumbass n*gga you better learn how to play it, I know n*ggas heard me only time I'ma say it
If she love you boy yo mama gone be missing you, f*ck I look like dissing you? And I ain't heard a diss from you?
A money gettin' ass n*gga im the livin' proof f*cked her and forgot about it trippin told Tay to scoop
Call me ghost cause im f*ckin on yo lil boo and I know n*ggas lying bout time like its okay to boost
Tell a n*gga if you runnin' in my sh*t get comfortable cause ain't no way in hell you walkin out this b*tch
Got a broom send him home flying, Harry Potter sh*t love my hood 9000 I get burried Bout this b*tch
Judge know I been trippin they can tell off the p*ss Richie back in that moition and I just know these n*ggas sick, ay, It's over for you if yo ass ain't one of us better play yo cards right cause Ace a call a n*gga bluff
Aw you tuff show me do some then, bro was stackin in that trap with the Klu Klux Klan, Drake on his way home you better warn yo mans cause if it's true what bro did then he'll do it again