[Verse 1: Almighty Suspect]
N***a said he gone smoke me bitch I'm in the hood
Big ass pole on me wish a n***a would. Smoke bitch it come fo' free put 'em on a wood, everything froze on me bitch I'm living good. Tell that bitch don't say shit I ain't ask u, fuck and I call her lyft bitch I'm dat dude I'd hit her best fried too yeah I'm that rude, tell these n***as catch up I done passed u. All these n***as that I'm with they'll smoke you, all these bitches gettin hit I done told u, big ass. 40s on my hip I'll blast u, n***a u a whole ass bitch I'll expose you! I was tryna hit n***as blocks they was never out, lil n***a stay in school take a better route, prayin to the whip with this faith hit a n***a house, whole lotta juice in my cup like I'm from the south. Landlord on a n***a block I'd kick 'em out, we'll slide up late night see what u about, bitch didn't even see my bed hit er on the couch. I was just tryna get the head out it in her mouth!! All these n***as ride dick they some homos, I'll bounce out of the whip with a foe-foe, everything foreign lil bitch ain't no low low, everything "Fabo" bitch like I'm "Loso" Heard n***as talkin on the gram like they need that we'll pop up we don't give n***as feed back, putting hoes down I'm just tryna get my cheese back, Blueface hunnits I'm just tryna let my cheese stack. All this gold on me bitch I'm bust down, all these hoes on me cuz I'm up now, 6 rings 3+3 that's a touchdown, member she was hot in school she's a bum now

[Verse 2 :Ace Cino]
Bitch say she gone blow me while I smoke a wood, hunnit dollar steaks with the lobster I be eatin good, when I move to Beverly Hills ima keep it hood, yeah I'm flossin R. I. P neighborhood. Bullets get to hittin like the mufukin drum kickin, beef with ChiChi at least 1 dead bum missing, beef with ChiChi y'all n***as better bome with it, this shit Period so u know I'm bout to run with it. These n***as couldn't stop me if they tried to, slide down a pussy n***a block like the drive through, oh that's yo bitch? I been fuckin like she mine too, who told u u was real? Y'all been lied to. I keep packin in a mansion, got a hunnit bitches dancin, got a hunnit different choppas and a hunnit different hands, got a hunnit different hustles and a hunnit different bands, and they know I'm with the Mafia so they just who I am. I know they don't wanna see us on top, "Ball" me Chi-Diddy cuz u know a n***a won't stop, me and Suspect makin these bitches jaw drop, find **** * now I need me a small pop. I'd never change up, Burgie(?) is the muthafukin mafia they favorite, the shit that these lil n***as rap about made up, I'd never throw in the towel n***as gave up, couldn't make a lay up. She make her ass move when she stand still, bro said I can run it up out in Nashville, Young Blood snort everything but advils, grippin on this bitch ion need 1 adlib. For the percks I need a dos, pour a drank make a toast, yo bitch wanna give me throat she gotta eat my bitch first, I'm the illist on this earth all these tatts fuck a shirt, real gutta shit I really got it out the dirt