(AONAH, he on one)

Uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, yup, yup

And I'm smokin' your mans

Young **** came from the bottom, I had to stay down

In the trap and I'm takin' off pounds

Uh, run up on Unccc, you get hit with these rounds

Uh, he talkin' tough, send his ass to the clouds

I was just stuck in the hood jumpin' fences, now I'm up on the stage and I jump in the crowd

I jump in the crowd and I make 'em go wild

I got your ho at the room goin' wild

Gallery and Gucci, I mix up the style

Bitch, I been lit since a child

5.56 gon' beat him, he throw in the towel

5.56 gon' beat him, he dead on the ground

I was the one turned that smile to a frown

Pull up and I'm knockin' shit down

These **** cappin' always, now they can't come around

I'm still slidin' right through the Mound

Call up Lil Ran, he pull up, gunnin' you down

Brrt, gunnin' you down

Racks on your head, then I'm the one runnin' you down

Brrt, I'm runnin' you down

Uh, all of my opps broke, they wearin' hand-me-downs

I caught you loafin', lil' ****, don't panic now

I caught you loafin', lil' ****, don't— uh

I caught you lackin', lil' ****, don't panic now

Uh, don't lose your life, boy, you better think twice

He thought I was fightin', now he fightin' for his life

Glock with the beam and it came with the light

I was the one shootin' shit while your ass playin' Fortnite

Uh, these **** shootin' at porch lights

Play with the gang, yeah, that's how you meet Jesus Christ

Uh, I get the drop, then this shit might just be your life

Uh, he playin' today, he won't see tonight

Uh, uh, my lil' **** screamin' TGK, he tryna kill and hell nah, he don't need a price

Uh, uh, yeah, thirty racks stuffed in my mouth make me shine in the dark, I don't need a light

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, yup, yup

And I'm smokin' your mans

Young **** came from the bottom, I had to stay down

In the trap and I'm takin' off pounds

Uh, run up on Unccc, you get hit with these rounds

Uh, he talkin' tough, send his ass to the clouds

I was just stuck in the hood jumpin' fences, now I'm up on the stage and I jump in the crowd

I jump in the crowd and I make 'em go wild

I got your ho at the room goin' wild

Gallery and Gucci, I mix up the style

Bitch, I been lit since a child

5.56 gon' beat him, he throw in the towel

5.56 gon' beat him, he dead on the ground

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, yup, yup

And I'm smokin' your mans