Catch That Belt lyrics

[Intro]
(Julioo)
(Jai on the beat)

[Verse]
Smokin' zaza, I feel like I’m Bob Marley
Get on top of me and ride me like a goddamn Harley
They in the house gettin' lit, we gon' shoot up the goddamn party
The f*ck I look like calmin’ down? They got me goddamn started
Real big bullet on my gun, sound like a Trackhawk startin'
Real exotic, this sh*t stank, smell like a fat b*tch fartin'
I told bruh, "You get an extra ten if you head tap the target"
It's just me and Miya, I got a 30 on me at Target
Catch a n*gga while he out drivin' and help his b*tch ass park it
Go f*ck his mama, then I roll his partner up and let her spark it
All I see is red and black, I'm not stuck on nothin' but darkness
Average height for my age, but with this money, b*tch, I'm the largest
Pray them pus*y hatin’-ass n*ggas don’t wake up in the morning
These n*ggas don't give us no comp’, I swear this smoke sh*t gettin' borin'
Lil' b*tch hopped inside my car and said me on, this b*tch here foreign
King of the jungle like a lion, hear my Hellcat, this b*tch roarin’
n*gga, f*ck your baby mama, could've hit that b*tch
But I got Miya now, that's why I spared you
That boy caught a faceshot, left his head by the tire
You should've seen the way his brain looked when them folks picked his head up
Medic, somebody help him
Them n*ggas keep on dyin', need a prayer, someone bless them
Me and bro 'nem be shootin' sh*t like Golden State and Steph 'nem
Best believe, any n*gga said my name gon' get dealt with
He get in my way, he catch that belt quick
[Outro]
YCOE
YCOE, YCOE, YCOE
I'm geeked up (Man, sh*t)