(Ayy, let that s**t ride, Tav)

Ayy, I let it ride like Tavy

Ayy, I put a switch on a Glock and I gave it, okay, f*ck

I put a switch on a Glock and I gave it a accent

Street nigga, just f*ck with the backends

He just be rappin', that boy don't be trappin'

Round of applause how my n***a be clappin'

He not the plug, he the man in the middle

We catch a opp, we gon' hit 'em (gang)

He want some fame, 'cause he speak on my name

Pull on this car, we gon' hit 'em with flame

Got me a O and I flipped it again and again until I had got me a 'bow (trap, trap)

Fuck n***a play, they know we gon' spin and spin, my young n***a shoot in you in yo' 'fro (shoot, shoot)

Pop me a Perc', boot up

Get your location and scoot up

I ain't wit' thе joke, I ain't coppin' plea

We blow out thе smoke, I keep a Glock in my coat (okay)

Spin on his block and we let off some shots (pah)

Spin back again and we let off some more

That n***a mad, 'cause I'm fuckin' his ho

What, you gon' die 'bout that ho? (Huh?)

You gon' sneak fire 'bout that ho?

You gon' pull up and gon' let off some shots 'bout that ho?

You cannot beef one of us if you broke

Oh, you never shot s**t before?

I put a switch on a Glock and I gave it a accent

Street nigga, just f*ck with the backends

He just be rappin', that boy don't be trappin'

Round of applause how my n***a be clappin'

He not the plug, he the man in the middle

We catch a opp, we gon' hit 'em (gang)

He want some fame, 'cause he speak on my name

Pull on this car, we gon' hit 'em with flame

Uh, no, you can't hang with this gang (let's go), no losin' it, no, you cannot stop the rain

Put him in the dirt if he speak on my name (woah)

I get full of meds just to numb my lil' pain (woah, let's go)

Take the backend, blow this s**t on a chain

I drop the pack on a ho, on a plane

Trappin'-ass nigga, my spot go insane (woah, woah)

Came a long way from tryna go hit me a stain (woah, let's go)

Back on the business, that's part of the gang

Hit the ho once, then I pass her to gang (woah, woah)

Still the same n***a (woah), I never could change

Put a switch on a Glock, hit a n***a mid-range (let's go)

Blackout the coupe, you can call it Bruce Wayne (woah)

Lean in my cup, yeah, I feel like Lil Wayne

They like how I talk in the beat, walk it down like a street

Every function they screamin' my name, on gang

I put a switch on a Glock and I gave it a accent

Street nigga, just f*ck with the backends

He just be rappin', that boy don't be trappin'

Round of applause how my n***a be clappin'

He not the plug, he the man in the middle

We catch a opp, we gon' hit 'em (gang)

He want some fame, 'cause he speak on my name

Pull on this car, we gon' hit 'em with flame (rain)