Yeah-yeah, I'm that nigga, tryna get my stacks bigger
We got members who clap niggas, FN cost a stack, get up
Okay, yeah, I'm dolo, and I'm aimin' at your polo
Finna make the Jumpman my logo, 'cause I jump out, shit go loco
An-and they used to call me Lil' O, hit an M, bitch, now I'm big O
Say you gon' spin, then come spin, ho
Bitch must be geeked off them benzos
Bitch, I don't need no break
Whip SRT 'til it break, we kick shit more than sensei
I want a K to start my day, I-I got the racks all in my face
You get shots, don't leave no trace, yeah-yeah
Two liter, fill it up with Tris
Gucci sneaks, step on your face
FN, Five-seveN, not my babe
Shell catcher on, I leave no case
I got the wheel, I'm finna leave the jakes, huh
Bitch, I been hard, send shots at ten cars
Lil' ho know I'm a big star, tie-dye Rick Owens jeans, retard
Yeah, I got a stick on me right now, bitch, I can't lack, can't let up
I had a MAC-11 with compressor, I had it under my momma dresser
I wake up, every day play dress up
You don't gotta rock no vest, aim at your neck up
Pulled up in a, yeah, black truck
Everythin' I do, yeah, that's tough
Ha-hah, my bitch tough, my fit tough
911, get picked up, yeah
The FN tucked, my ninja, yeah
I ain't even wanna say nigga, yeah
I pulled up in that Benz truck, yeah
Your ho come around and I finish her, yeah
Shoutout to my members, yeah
You sneak dissin', we finna jump out
I'm in Atlanta with a shank in my sock
Too many hoes be on my cock
I walk around, I'm like, "Oh my God"
The Wock' came in like, "Oh my God"
The lean came in like, "Oh my God"
I'm way too fried like, "Oh my God"
You better watch out, we could all go die
Yeah, I'm that nigga, tryna get my stacks bigger
We got members who clap niggas, FN cost a stack, get up
Okay, yeah, I'm dolo, and I'm aimin' at your polo
Finna make the Jumpman my logo, 'cause I jump out, shit go loco
An-and they used to call me Lil' O, hit an M, bitch, now I'm big O
Say you gon' spin, then come spin, ho
Bitch must be geeked off them benzos
Bitch, I don't need no break
Whip SRT 'til it break, we kick shit more than sensei
I want a K to start my day, I-I got the racks all in my face
You get shots, don't leave no trace, yeah-yeah
Two liter, fill it up with Tris
Gucci sneaks, step on your face
FN, Five-seveN, not my babe
Shell catcher on, I leave no case
I got the wheel, I'm finna leave the jakes
