[Verse 1]
Hundred goons shoot hundred tools
Night groom for I let it boom
b*tches greedy, I do you greasy
If you make a move, put them on the move
b*tches hate me, tryna stunt my groove
They know how I do, this is nothing new
Hit the club, pop a lot of bottles
Throw a lot of dubs just something to do
They know how I'm rocking
Steady fendi copping swag, bottle rocket, that's a Prada shoe
Katie cool, so you fronta move now they bussing tools and you on the news
Late night, hit a block cruise, I ain't got it on me, you a f*cking fool
Jump shot, let us top ooze then dip move to the spot cool
I ain't worry about no op n*gga
Slide down then pop n*ggas
b*tches feeling like they f*cking with me
Gotta keep my distance like they out to get me
Small circle ion f*ck wit many
Got a small semi if a b*tch offend me
Chasing cash, gotta get dollars
Why the call me Bandz 'cause I'm getting plenty
b*tches must got a death wish
And I grant those, I'm a soul stealer
Flexing on me with a new bag I be on my body, on my all n*ggas
Everybody on my heal clickers and I don't really even know n*ggas
But flexing on me, that'll get you hit
For I Catch you lackin dem poe n*ggas
Super thirties that's soap n*ggas
I'm DC going Vogue, n*ggas
Tired of talking, gotta show n*ggas you in chiraq and this my city
Know a couple hitters that's down to ride
Shots fired, that's a homicide
On the grind like a 9 to 5 but I keep on that nine , tryna stay alive
n*ggas thirsty and these b*tches greedy
They wanna be me, I ain't even lying
Chiraq make a drilling noise, you end up dead tryna play with mine