Lyricist : Steven D. Lewis/Mekhi Britt/Yadav Singh

Composer : Steven D. Lewis/Mekhi Britt/Yadav Singh

[Chorus]

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, hey

[Chorus]

Who that over there? B***h, we shoot, don't lay-up

My last b***h double back, told that b***h, "I don’t care"

And if that n***a copy my swag, then I'm pullin' on his b***h hair

And I walk ’round with my flag, and I dump shots everywhere

And they want all what I have, so I walk 'round with my K, yeah

Can't lie, this b***h so bad, on gang, I might just lay her down

[Verse]

She get slayed, yeah, I get paid, yeah

And I could **** her good, but I can't be your savior

Nigga lurkin' 'round in my hood, he gon' meet his maker

I'ma real deal slime-ass nigga, might just betray you

Have my shooter hidin’ in the cut

Is you down with me or what?

I don’t like her, I just wanna nut

And these niggas just talk for the net

You say I'm gon’ die with ‘em then bet

Countin' money, I'm not tryna flex

Said I'm b***h, say that s**t with your chest

(With your chest, nigga)

And I hate to see it pan out this way

And I hate to see us fall out ’bout a b***h, ayy

And I can't believe how fast these niggas switch, ayy

But I ain't with none of the games, nah

You wastin' time worrying 'bout me, you could be stackin' up pape, yeah

And I thought we was family, but most these niggas be fake, yeah

Niggas be fake

[Refrain]

That s**t foul

Can't believe they turned around and ran they mouths

Shit went south

I'm posted up with them killers on the Southside

[Chorus]

Who that over there? B***h, we shoot, don't lay-up

My last b***h double back, told that b***h, "I don't care"

And if that n***a copy my swag, then I'm pullin' on his b***h hair

And I walk 'round with my flag, and I dump shots everywhere

And they want all what I have, so I walk 'round with my K, yeah

Can't lie, this b***h so bad, on gang, I might just lay her down

[Outro]

Down

I don't even know what the **** these niggas talkin' 'bout

I'm just kickin' s**t

I'm just kickin' s**t by my damn self, by my doly, n***a

That s**t foul

Can't believe they turned around and ran they mouths

Shit went south

I'm posted up with them killers on the Southside