[Intro]
Shit be gettin' risky (Ayy, Tre, we on now)
Gang
Let's go

[Chorus]
I can't go nowhere without my blicky, shit be gettin' wicked
Ayy, I'll cut your hands off if they sticky, shit be gettin' risky
Uh, I can't trust no n***a that be cappin', shit be seemin' fishy (Nah)
Ayy, he was talkin' all that on the 'net until he seen the glizzy (What?)
Pop, hundred-round drum in the yop
Ayy, nah, I won't never talk to the cops (Shh)
Ayy, I don't even take pictures with no guns, but whenever I do, I say it's a prop
Uh, bitch sucked dick, had to tell her to stop
Yeah, she tryna give me her head, her top (Ugh)
Ayy, go ask thе opps, they know how I rock
Ayy, they know I'm strapped еverywhere with a Glock (No cap)

[Verse]
Ayy, I feel like DMX, call up my dogs, bitch, I'm finna send a threat (I'm finna send a bomb)
Uh, n***as be talkin' all this money shit, but n***as ain't gettin' no check (No cap)
Ayy, n***as be playin' 'round with a ten, but I seen ten times that (A hundred)
Uh, n***a wasn't payin' attention while in traffic, next thing you know he wrecked (Boom)
Ayy, next thing you know he whacked
He dead in the car, he was sendin' a text
He on his phone until I came out of the window and hit that boy, now he stretched
Ayy, might hit the mall and go get fly as a bitch, so fly that you can't get next
Ayy, boy, you can't even stand close to a n***a, I'm so fresh that you can't sit next to me
I'm probably somewhere walkin' 'round with that ARP on me (With the fifty)
Or the Glock 23 on me (Or the thirty)
I know n***as who out to rob, probably out tryna scheme on me
Ayy, so much on ice on me, got so much bling on me (Ice)
Ayy, I dare a n***a to try to reach for any chain on me, I'm burnin' shit like third degree (Shh, bah)
[Chorus]
I can't go nowhere without my blicky, shit be gettin' wicked (Nah)
Ayy, I'll cut your hands off if they sticky, shit be gettin' risky (Ugh)
Uh, I can't trust no n***a that be cappin', shit be seemin' fishy
Ayy, he was talkin' all that on the 'net until he seen the glizzy (What?)
Pop, hundred-round drum in the yop
Ayy, nah, I won't never talk to the cops
Ayy, I don't even take pictures with no guns, but whenever I do, I say it's a prop
Uh, bitch sucked dick, had to tell her to stop
Yeah, she tryna give me her head, her top
Ayy, go ask the opps, they know how I rock
Ayy, they know I'm strapped everywhere with a Glock