Naw Fr (feat. NLE Choppa)

(Yung Lan on the track)

Racks in, they became my best friend, but I'm clutching the .40

Who came in this bitch with lil' shawty? (Huh?)

I want the whole team with me (Yeah)

I want the best friend and the bestie (Yeah), naw, for real

I want the best friend and the bestie (Yeah), naw, for real

I want your face time, then it's break time, bae, I'm back to the money (For real)

I just left from the bank (The bank)

A Backwood, smoke that bitch to the face

If it's harder to make mine, then I'ma take mine, man, I'm here for the money

I came in for the safe (Yeah)

If 12 on my ass, we gon' go on a race (For real)

Big bag, got these peons big mad, shawty sent the location (Yeah)

Well, I'm at the door (The door)

The opps mad, they just look at the score (Damn)

Yeah, I'm booted up out my body

My dawg got the gas, Percocets, and the molly

Just had me a rerun

I used to make plays out my granny Nissan

Gotta watch for the peons (Peons)

For real, for real, I'm tryna run up them M's for real

Yeah

He came in with gemstones on his neck, ayy, but these VVS (For real)

I don't know 'bout your mans, but, bitch, I got fire, I'm in need of a fan

Racks in, they became my best friend, but I'm clutching the .40 (.40)

Who came in this bitch with lil' shawty? (Yeah)

I want the whole team with me

I want the best friend and the bestie (Yeah), naw, for real

I want the best friend and the bestie, naw, for real

I want your face time, then it's break time, bae, I'm back to the money

I just left from the bank

A Backwood, smoke that bitch to the face

If it's harder to make mine, then I'ma take mine, man, I'm here for the money

I came in for the safe

If 12 on my ass, we gon' go on a race

We goin' on a race, I'm ridin' in a V12

Fuck 12, you know that I'm makin' bail (Yeah)

I'm a demon seed comin' out of hell (No cap)

I was runnin' shit when I was up in jail (Bitch)

Free me out the slammer, free me out the chains (Yeah)

Hollow tips goin' right through your brain (Yeah)

I don't need a gang, bitch, I'm the shooter

You run up on me and I knock out your noodle

The shit that you talkin', you better be with that

Up the Glock to your head like I'm motherfuckin' Borat (Yeah)

Bitch, I'm a killer, you already know that (Huh?)

You say you a stepper, then up it and show it (Yeah, yeah)

Do a drive-by and I'm up in the backseat

When I roll down the window, it turn to a track meet (Yeah)

All of that dissing, lil' ****, get at me

As soon as I see him, then I get to clapping

Racks in, they became my best friend, but I'm clutching the .40 (Chop, chop)

Who came in this bitch with lil' shawty? (Let's get it)

I want the whole team with me (All y'all)

I want the best friend and the bestie (Yeah), naw, for real

I want the best friend and the bestie, naw, for real

I want your face time, then it's break time, bae, I'm back to the money (Yeah)

I just left from the bank

A Backwood, smoke that bitch to the face

If it's harder to make mine, then I'ma take mine, man, I'm here for the money

I came in for the safe

If 12 on my ass, we gon' go on a race (A race, for real)

That boy yellow, ain't kill none these motherfuckers, man

I want her whole team with me

I want the best friend and the bestie, naw, for real

I want the best friend and the bestie, naw, for real