Lyricist : Damyron Wales

Composer : Josenilton Ferreira da Costa

(Cost Beats?)

Never duck 'em by myself, don't need no crowd to lay that belt

Tap the switch, now he need help, now add his ass up to the shelf

All black, can't see my face

Cut the bend, and did the race

Then got burnt out, beat my case

Like Michael Jordan, 23 don't play

I can't rap without no tens sittin' around, walked in the bando

I got off, he heard the glitch, d**kride the opps, you get it too

You need ?, hit up Lou

Stay with my crowd, n****s be fools

His ass a fake, he ain't gon' shoot, uh

Ayy, crash out with a Drac', we ready to crash, keep cryin' up in all 'em songs

7.62 tap his face, caught his ass with a K, no survivin' that shit, he gone

Three bands, lil' bro spin out just to pop out, tap that dome

Signed a deal, wanna cash on switches

I ain't have to go buy no Glock 'cause bronem was takin' them b*****s

I dropped that bag, tell 'em I'm comin' to get it

Get on his ass, dead b***h said I ain't been in the trenches

When I come through dumpin', I'm tryna let off 'bout a hunnid

Tap that nugget, he gon' need stitches

? when I'm blitzin'

Free Nell, left a n***a head missin'

At nineteen, left a grown man twitchin'

.45 make a grown man a b***h

Spin around, we saw his body twitch

?, now we takin' his blick

Chop ? out the blick while I take off kicks (Cost Beats?)

Tap the brrt, all I heard was "I'm hit"

Slime his ass out with a ho, know he was gon' go, 'cause he be thinkin' with his d**k

I don't know if a n***a gon' blow, that's why I don't be with all that, tryna hold my stick

Never duck 'em by myself, don't need no crowd to lay that belt

Tap the switch, now he need help, now add his ass up to the shelf

All black, can't see my face

Cut the bend, and did the race

Then got burnt out, beat my case

Like Michael Jordan, 23 don't play

I can't rap without no tens sittin' around, walked in the bando

I got off, he heard the glitch, d**kride the opps, you get it too

You need ?, hit up Lou

Stay with my crowd, n****s be fools

His ass a fake, he ain't gon' shoot, uh