(waddup!, huh? yeah, Jay Luv, Lor Scoota in this b*tch)
Im like aye shorty what up, I know you heard about me im the hottest comin' up, they call me up next cause all I do is run it up, and im the next to make it for my city im the one, if you been thru it all n*gga you deserve to stunt
And I get fly as a plane, rockin' lacienega and versace for the frames yeahhh, and I get high wit' my b*tch, that 9 on my side yeah I ride wit' that b*tch, huh?
I-I-I ain't worried bout no hatin' n*gga, im Mr. BirdFlu I have the whole city sniffin', I campaign for Baltimore, b*tch I AM the trenches, thats my style they runnin' wit' im the voice of the city, yeahhh but I ain't gon say no names, I ain't got no more time to be addressin' no more lames, alot been on my mind since i started rappin' sh*t done changed, I can't tell who on my side cause over time n*ggas change, turn myself into a boss, im nothin' boogie round my way, had this one b*tch she so sneaky you would think that was her name, all these b*tches throw you pus*y when they see you doin ya thang, so I f*cked every b*tch I couldn't get back in the day, and imma keep it G, big homie respect me, told papi when I met him put everything on me, he told me that he got me just stay focused imma eat, put my heart in every beat so they feel it when I speak, who rep this sh*t like me its YBS until i go and if you tryna sign me you gotta sign the whole crew, b*tch im my own boss, f*ck around and sign you, I dont look up to no superstar cause im a star too, n*gga!
A-an-and I been doin fine, my b*tch finer than me, you know she got em at my fly, and im as high as I can be I swear to god I can fly rest in peace to Eddie B I think about you all the time, I been on my sh*t I been grindin' for a long time, before I ran it up, ain't nobody gave me a dime, I was in the trenches, sellin' scramble by the dime, now im f*ckin' b*tches, hand full alot of times
Im like aye shorty what up, I know you heard about me im the hottest comin' up, they call me up next cause all I do is run it up, and im the next to make it for my city im the one, if you been thru it all n*gga you deserve to stunt
And I get fly as a plane, rockin' lacienega and versace for the frames yeahhh, and I get high wit' my b*tch, that 9 on my side yeah I ride wit' that b*tch (bang)
(n*gga, yeah, Lor Scoota, trap sh*t, still in the trenches, I am)