Outro

I'm still outside with the grip (What)

What you expect my jewelry a brick

Please don't talk hot 'cause you could get hit

They know my body I'm never gon' miss

Bro just got shot they don't know what to do

Bitch I'm outside and I still tote the two

Please don't talk funny 'cause I'm in a mood

I'm known for shaking the room up

I took a yerkie, I'm gone off a school bus

Only take 10s the 30 that's too much

Rocking Off White the Fazos the blue ones

I told bando chill but I'm back on the block 'cause lately it's getting real

And they know the facts if I'm outside it's like 2 or 3 straps

Lately it been getting crazy

**** I'm grown don't ask about no baby

Did it myself nobody ain't make me

Twist on my fingers like T-Money raised me

Take a break from the court

Had to come back 'cause I'm loving the sport

They know my body I show no remorse

I was tired of telling **** to toss

Like, pass me the sitchy

I might just slide with unlimited, like what's 30 or 50

You know Luva got the laser, Henny no chaser

When I pull up it's a banger

If you get yo bitch then this bullet might graze her

Bullets hot like Jamaica, my body different

Bando like Jordan and I'm Scottie Pippen

Get hit with this mop if you think that I'm slippin

Look my body different, Bando like Jordan and I'm Scottie Pippen

Get hit with this mop if you think that I'm slippin'

You know I'm keeping a long nose

Spinned through his block in the morning like Lonzo

Caught a assist so I'm calling him Rondo

Can't see his face so that boy is a John Doe

We in the trap but she think it's a condo

She said that it's beating we put too much fronto

It's you or me so if he bust a move we gon do him like Kooda B

The ground shaking, that ain't no diss, I'm just saying we front paging

Dalmations, if my dawg rush your spot then it's gon' look like the dalmations

Crime raising, please don't talk high 'cause the crime raising