[Intro]
Yeah, ha (Ha)
Yeah (Uh, uh, uh, uh)
Uh
Young Foss, you trippin' on them mother fuckers
Ayy, uh

[Verse 1]
I just hit a lick in a Gucci bucket hat (Go)
Runnin' from the police in the Hellcat, caught a flat (Uh)
Bitch keep callin' my phone like, "Where you at?" I'll call you back
Got two-hundred on the dash, baby I can't go out like that
(No way)
I'm a real n***a, don't associate with rats (No, no)
Told my n***a get from 'round me, jit you trippin' smokin' jacks
Told let him light up that zaza, he said, "Where the lighter at?"(Where the lighter at?)
This that real gas, n***a, thought I laced that shit with crack (Crack)

[Chorus]
Let me switch my flow (Yeah)
Lil' bro get that dough (Yeah)
Shot that lil' n***a right in his shit, soon as he lick that pole (Yeah)
.40 had his ass dancin', n***a start hittin' the Woah (Yеah)
My lil' n***a rich as fuck and still'll kick yo' door

[Verse 2]
Pull up in that all black shit, five percent tint
12 gеt behind me in this bitch, I hop out, jumped the fence
I don't give a fuck 'bout consequence, I would never snitch
Tell him come and show me evidence, I ain't scared of shit (Ayy)
I'm that n***a that they plot on, on God
I'm that n***a who is seventeen with that Rolex watch on (Tuh)
N***a make the news and diss the dead, that's how he got on
Uh, designer Glocks, do it Henny style, I got my watch on (Uh, cap)
[Chorus]
Let me switch my flow (Yeah)
Lil' bro get that dough (Yeah)
Shot that lil' n***a right in his shit, soon as he lick that pole (Yeah)
.40 had his ass dancin', n***a start hittin' the Woah (Yeah)
My lil' n***a rich as fuck and still'll kick yo' door