[Verse 1: Drake]
f*ck all that "Drake you gotta chill" sh*t
I be on my Lil Mouse drill sh*t (4x)
[Verse 2: Lil Mouse]
All of my n*ggas they'll drill sh*t
I ain't on some telling them to chill sh*t
These diamonds in my chain i feel like hood rich
In the hood wit all my jewelry on my hood sh*t
I got n*ggas from L were they blowing for me (BOOM BOOM)
This money in my pocket i feel like Cash Money
Sneak dissin talkin bout they don't like me
Oh what i rap about well this ain't the last of it (EDAI)
Where I'm from is drug dealers and murders
Ride down the 9 them n*ggas will murder ya
He say he know me I never heard of him
Catch me in the Ghost with a b*tch and the curtains up
All these diss songs don't pay no mind to'em
Shooters show how ya momma cry saying "bad to ya"
All my opps wanna make a diss song
Boy that sh*t weak n*gga i ain't even gon' lie to ya (GOOFY GOOFY)
[Verse 3: Drake]
f*ck all that "Drake you gotta chill" sh*t
I be on my Lil Mouse drill sh*t (4x)
[Verse 4: Lil Mouse]
Ya whole squad on that opp sh*t
In the 4th truck steady ridin thru the opp sh*t
Shotta ride thru the opp sh*t,Anywhere pookie so i know he gon drop sh*t
I be on my at the top sh*t when i'm on the flight
You can catch me in the c*ckpit (n*ggA)
Hunnit bands in my joggin (BAM!)
Tryna reach for it you just made yourself (Boom)a target (BOOM BOOM)
Squad sh*t man (Whole squad on that real sh*t)
Shout out to everybody that's f*ckin wit me
And f*ck everybody that's NOT
Shout out my n*gga Drake and the whole Young Money/Cash Money
(Whole squad on that real sh*t)
Real recognize real n*gga! SQUAD SQUAD
(Whole squad on that real sh*t)
[James Blake 5x]
Could it be the way that I'll catch up!