作曲 : Tyreek Pellerin

(Who made that beat, Mojo?)

(That b***h go crazy)

(Shit, these boys ain't ready for this)

[Verse 1]

All of my opps, I wipe

Put a **** nigga right down, I leave with a frown, there's blood on my whites

**** it, gon' dirty my Sprite

Like, **** it, I pull up and leave him in fright

Huh, you know what it is, nigga

Put a **** nigga right down, I leave with a frown, there's blood on my whites

**** it, gon' dirty my Sprite

Like, **** it, I pull up and show 'em my height

Not look at **** niggas, they b*****s they hot

Them sharks, you know that they bite

Verse 2]

**** it, we don't give a **** 'bout your set, lil boy

We lower the volume, then we forget the boy

My baby she alrеady know what the vibe is, she pull up and wеt ya boy

You see that I'm different, I don't gotta talk, let the flow speak for itself

Them boys don't give no ****s bout shit, they gon ignore the help

You never been, **** it, I'll take you to hell

Well, **** it, them .223s hit 'em they going to hell

**** it, I'm wishin em well

I hate these niggas that be steady fishing for sales, well **** it they pinching theyselves

.223s sound like a bomb, they go through your house, they already pissing theyselves

And I did this shit on my own, need no help

Well, **** it, I did it myself

They said keep the snakes from round me, and I did, now look at me living in wealth

I take me a Perc and I take me a piece of the shroom, like **** it I'm healing myself

**** it, I'm healing myself, like **** it, I pull up, I'm killing yourself

[Outro]

**** 'bout your set, boy

**** 'bout your set, boy

**** 'bout your set, boy

I pull in the Urus, I'm passing the 'Vette

You talking that shit, give a **** what you said