Music : Bryson Potts/xavier landum/Kendall Taylor/Carl Hampton/Homer Banks/Raymond Jackson/Patrick Houston/Jordan Houston
Producer : YG! Beats
Lyrics : Bryson Potts/xavier landum/Kendall Taylor/Carl Hampton/Homer Banks/Raymond Jackson/Patrick Houston/Jordan Houston
Two things I never seen a nigga named
Bigfoot and a ho I need
Keep the backdoor closed gotta lock it
Throw away the key
Throw away the key
We can be a state away
U-turn if
I ain't got my ski
2023 we got built-in switches on them glees
Woo
Drac' hit don't ask we take ****
Like a blunt we face ****
Come on
Nigga lace **** keep your shoes tight
Know some niggas trip they couldn't run right
You throw fits and we throw bullets out
The stick you a ***** I'm a real nigga
He a mama boy jumped off the porch
Know a nigga had to babysit him on God
Knock weight off a nigga like a BBL
Slide all day like a CVL 'L
Heart skip a beat like a CD player
Player
**** a classy *****
I want a ratchet ***** give me
A city girl Period
I'm cappin' **** tell Dre
I'm a shell let a young nigga
Rock her world come on
I'm serious
Wrist glisten chain glisten like
My manners trippin' uh
Memphis nigga talk with a slur she
Say my grammar different uh
Police come get me my name Benny nigga
I wasn't in it uh
**** the judge nigga I'm illiterate
I be dodgin' the sentences
Pistol packin' never lackin'
Run up get your issue
Brrt
Guns clappin'
P***y grabbin'
Donald Trump militia I'm on it brrt
Pants saggin' mama naggin' like
Who raised a nigga
My ***** like a Backwood
Ayy your ho like a Swisher
On God
***** I'm a pistol packin' yeah
What's crackin'
Play bet he go missin'
Fully auto ARP equip the scope
So I don't miss him
Ask the city 'bout me nigga
They gon' tell you I been spinnin'
On the street who got more killings
Know them pussies hate the feeling
Any way I just made fifty K spent
Thirty on my dentist
Upped a twenty on my image like three K
Wock' for my kidney
I was just broke than a ***** now
I have convos about business
Real estate and gaining interest doubled up
Ain't need a witness uh
Think I'm a ho come and show me been ballin'
Ginóbili know killers that's Hoovers and Rollings
With this chopper I shoot like I'm Kobe
So if you don't know me it's best to walk light
If you trollin'
600 my hood I control it and if you ain't know it
Just come to my block and I'll show it
No snakes in my grass 'cause I mow it hell nah
I ain't goin' you kick that back door and I'm blowin'
Ayy who you know really havin'
This pistol on me so I'm saggin' my mama don't
Like it I told her it's fashion
Niggas fake so it's best that I have it
Told the last ***** I hit she was average
But my new ***** I swear she the baddest
You know then you know I'm from Dallas
The home of the Mavericks so nigga you know we
Pistol packin' never lackin' run up
Get your issue
Brrt
Guns clappin'
P***y grabbin' Donald Trump
Militia I'm on it brrt
Pants saggin' mama naggin' like who raised a nigga
My ***** like a Backwood your ho like a Swisher
On God
Brrt
Mastering Engineer : Tiernan Cranny
Recording : Ben Fusel
Vocals : BigXThaPlug/NLE Choppa
Mixing Engineer : Aaron Mattes