(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)
(It's Malik on the track)
Top
They give you play, they don't give no fuck, I want revenge
Keep it real how I was made, but none these niggas not my friends
'Bout my brother whippin' out the pot, my bitch, I'm turnt up to the end
Don't record me, I done shook back, bitch, record this
Nothin' but 'Gatti, 'Rari on my new bitch I done spent
From the K's bust to the Hellcat
Nigga, bust that up and I bounced back
And it just made the CEO brain a pack
Get myself hollerin' out, I went out bad
Huh, huh, I been goin' through this too long
I'm tellin' you we can do what you want
I don't give no fuck 'bout what they say
I been paid, I moves like a sensei
She know that I get it up
She know how we rockin' into
I'ma die from my love, that's why the fuck I'm bein' aight
From the and dark, I walk the party, I'm the light (come on, come on)
Forever RIP my 5, if you know you died, I'm out here chasin' game (oh)
Thinkin' 'bout what park the rental, kill you up on the scene (oh, I)
Come back, party inside my past, I ain't finna 'bout this shit I seen (oh, I, I)
Been tellin' you mama took us, I was thirteen (oh, I, I)
In my shoe, I'm with that coupe, said it's CTG (I, I)
Jon Dixie forever be my dude, we leave shit on the scene (oh, I, I)
All my life, nigga, roll the dice, best do it right (oh, I, I)
Rich as fuck, I'll never change, me and Bo Bo still on that flight (alright, alright, right)
Top (fire)
They give you play, they don't give no fuck, I want revenge
Keep it real how I was made, but none these niggas not my friends
'Bout my brother whippin' out the pot, my bitch, I'm turnt up to the end
Don't record me, I done shook back, bitch, record this
Nothin' but 'Gatti, 'Rari on my new bitch I done spent
From the K's bust to the Hellcat
Nigga, bust that up and I bounced back (boom, boom, boom, boom)
And it just made the CEO brain a pack
Get myself hollerin' out: I went out bad
1500 Block, that strap from the car hangin' with that mop stick (rrt)
Lil' nigga runnin' to the cops, all I walk with all that opp shit (opp shit)
My opp out, I been locked in
Home, but my soul hurt
I just let this bitch come take me down for a
I don't give no fuck 'bout what they on, I'm gon' bomb first
Bomb, bitch, YoungBoy flexin', put shit the news, bitch
'Fore rap niggas don't play with me like you did
From off my shoes, I popped that dude, you tryna prove shit
Ooh (okay, huh, what? Hey)
It's YoungBoy (this shit is scary)
A dead man, this mother– (ah)
My side 3800, nigga, free G Baby, free my man (oh, slime)
From the dead, nigga, I'm from the crossroads (oh, slime)
From the section I grew and came out runnin' out, what the fuck is a drought?
Flip town trippin' out, nigga, landlord down
In the South, drive drops while lettin' off
Money go up and that money gon' fall
Anytime that you get holded down, it come off
I'm that lil' nigga, you bring up my name, better watch it, I'm knockin' your lip off your mouth
They be talkin' that shit like they poppin' that murder, they know that I'm ballin', ooh
Two-twenty-five on the Benz that I'm drivin', it's straight from the house when it's noon
I'm on that lean and it's makin' me mean and I just mixed it with [?]
Uh, two hunnid K and I tell you move in, I'm on the scene with them goons
Oh (oh, Top, nigga)
Ah
Oh, slime
Slime, slime, slime, slime
