Yeah, you know, spaz out, you know, huh

Yeah, yeah, slow down

I just did 3 months, i laid down, now i'm back

I just did a turn around, and i ain't break a sweat

They hating on a youngin', f*ck them niggas, this ain't that

ShakeBack four times, p***y n***a this where it's at

It's ShakeBack Gang p***y n***a yeah it's that

And free my n***a Perky, 'til they let my n***a back

I got some pure drywall but i sell it like it's crack

And all that rappin', like you steppin', like you wit' it, you get whacked

Ayy, I'm wit' my young niggas

You wanna come record with Rio bring a gun with you

My lil' niggas 16, but the drum 50

I'm drinking red, but the b***h i'm wit' a cum sipper

Ayy, bitch, I'm tryna catch a body

Give me a .38, and two Glocks, kill everybody

Ayy, see i've been fuckin' since a young n***a

Youngest n***a ever made his teacher cum n***a

I never rode the short bus, but i'm a dumb n***a

The AR got breast cancer, I felt the lump in it

I broke a Russian Cream down, and put some runts in it

Then drunk a 6 of red raw, can't feel my tongue n***a

I walked in with big K and put a drum in it

Put my d**k up in her stomach feel the lump in it

Don't stunt with bro straps, it's not really your guns n***a

Don't stunt with bro racks, it's not really your funds n***a

Ain't s**t sweet, but the Glock got honeybun in it

Shoot him in his leg with a K, make him run different

Boy that pop light as well, you dropped a one in it

I'm finna drink a pint of wocky with my young niggas

You sound dumb n***a

Ain't ducking how s**t i keep a gun n***a

Took a n***a b***h to work she got the tall looking

Then your ass picked it up and got the tall kids

Pour punch in the nose, leave a n***a knocked out

This 40 on me pull it out, then you get popped now

I call my n***a Bally up, it ain't no talking now

Spaz pulling up with the stick, you getting hawked down

Niggas hating on the young i'm only six-teen

My name ring bells, and i ain't even six feet

Nigga pussies out here acting if you ask me

Fuck around and leave a p***y on a backstreet

Bullet got a n***a jumping like a athlete

I'm in a sleeve, i won't let these niggas catch me

I came swerving with a mac tryna tax him

I drive myself, you won't catch me in no taxis

Kill him in the studio, i don't rap beef

Leave a n***a body wrapped, like some packed meat

Still 'ill beat a n***a ass if he packing heat

I sold a half a spliff, and they just cut the trap beat