Shots get to hittin', make a bitch nigga tip over, yeah
(Flexin' on that bitch, ho)
Yeah

Yeah, it was me, a ball of raw, some cut, and runnin' water (cut and runnin' water)
Get inside the trenches, Geeski, please, we tired of stoppin' (FOREVEROLLING)
I was in Paris, I spent the whole next week and a half on market
Whoever out gettin' slaughtered, it been hawking without talking
A link up with the bosses, I been slimy since it started
Knew he wanted his nose wiped 'cause he kept coughin'
I get money and throw crosses and my circle livin'
Can't call yourself one of my lil' brothers, you ain't whacked a nigga
Rappers be friendly in they cities, tryna tap in with me (tryna tap in)
I'll pull that switch out like it's Pop's if niggas keep actin' silly
Take care of my niggas, I get cash and traction, three, four members (members)
Salute the real ones, said, "Fuck sucker shit," and stood on business (stand on business)
You stood there while he got stood over, I know you remember (baow, baow, baow)
Shots get to hittin', make a big nigga tip over, timber (make a big nigga tip over)
Yeah

Yeah, at night I sit and think of ways
That I could break out easy (free my niggas)
Survival of the slimy, I can't die
So they can't beat me (slime, slime, slime, slime)
Surprise me and don't post online
Next time we spank your people (yeah, next time we spank your people)
Your credit high with reapers
Get you stepped on for no reason (I can get you stepped on for no reason)
The Dada from Riata, but all my cars is European (all my cars is European)
Lamborghini Geeski
That ain't my name for no reason (that ain't my name for no reason)
Skeleton, this AP face
Ain't see-through for no reason (it ain't see-through for no reason)
I'm flawless, that's why all them crown me king
Or let me leave 'em (I'ma leave 'em for no reason)

Yeah, slidin' by my lonely (by myself)
Know some co-d's turn to snitches (co-d's turn to snitches, yeah)
Unless it's brodie, if I rock out
Know he rollin' with him (know he rockin' with me)
You said that you was real, observed your actions, told me different
I fronted thirty 'bows of midget for twelve-hundred-fifty
All pride aside, these niggas broke and lying and claim they drillin'
Last niggas played 'round with us car got filled with 5.56s
I like the way she cut, she line somethin' up, I call her Tremors
Be quiet while we sittin' outside, patient, we gon' get 'em
I've been double crossed, they lost when I threw out the triple
Get close up and start hittin', beef be good for your nutrition
Off rappin', I made millions, in the trap, I made six figures
Niggas touch bro while he locked up, I'ma zip they family, nigga

Yeah, at night I sit and think of ways
That I could break out easy (free my niggas)
Survival of the slimy, I can't die
So they can't beat me (slime, slime, slime, slime)
Surprise me and don't post online
Next time we spank your people (yeah, next time we spank your people)
Your credit high with reapers
Get you stepped on for no reason (I can get you stepped on for no reason)
The Dada from Riata, but all my cars is European (all my cars is European)
Lamborghini Geeski
That ain't my name for no reason (that ain't my name for no reason)
Skeleton, this AP face
Ain't see-through for no reason (it ain't see-through for no reason)
I'm flawless, that's why all them crown me king
Or let me leave 'em (I'ma leave 'em for no reason)

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Aaron E. Butler, Brian J. Wolf, George Stone III, Jeffrey Lynn Jones