Huh, really got love shout out to the fans
Songs to lit have everybody dance
They like brodie went stupid ain't poppin no zans
Huh, keep the compression they liking the stance
Bi- big ass chop come thru in this bitch
You get hit in the back cuz you shouldn't Never ran
Stand 10 toes ain't never gon fold
Ain't never been the type to go talk that shit
You seen me in person a f*ck nigga froze
Huh, I'm not a type to go be a lil snitch
I see a way that you moving foreal
I told you foreal, I ain't sellin my soul
762 gon hit thru the whip, gon pierce thru that shit make a big ass hole
Not playing around with no lil ass nigga, new opp pack now a lil nigga got rolled
Huh, big ass opps in my motherf*ckin wood you already know that shit really stink
Punch shit like a motherf*ckin' boxer, you already know that a young nigga dropping his ranks
20K up on his head, make a f*ck, nigga, really go switch for a name
I got day ones all inside, my circles fall like gang, I'm buying a chain
Walked through in this bitch, I said I'm fresh as hell
I can't even have that gas, I walk inside, that bitch it smell
Nigga, you a peon smoke that pack, now watch that shit prevail
Nigga, I got day ones, took the heat, and they ain't even tell
Really digged my name right from the dirt, I had to flip it now
I ain't even tryna buy no gas if that shit not a pound
I be with the bros, speak on my name, I bet you, send them rounds
You can't say that I'm a bitch, that shit don't even play around
I don't even be searchin' for no trouble, keep that stink around
Drop one of my closes, that's alright, I send 10 to the ground
Nah, foreal