text: I-I-Im Lil Tay-K, I dont think you want no action 
  You want action, you get turned into past tense 
  Your boys deep? Well, lets get to subtractin
  Smith & Wesson made my .9 with subcompaction 
  Fuck-Fuck-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case 
  But I aint beat that case, bitch I did the race 
  Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face 
  Eli Blast crackin fours like a vase 
  Pop a nigga then I go out my way 
  Do the dash then I go out the way
  Rob-Rob-Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace 
  We tryna see a hunnid bands in our face
  Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat her face 
  Put it in your mouth, ahh, how it taste? 
  Backend, nigga, thats a 100K 
  Four shows, nigga, I can buy a Wraith 
  My street cred platinum, aint nothin fake 
  Pulled up to the Slut Walk with a K 
  You a internet gangster, Im a ape 
  Young Savage, Zone 6, EA 
  Hundred round drum hangin off the Drac 
  Instagram Live got him killed broad day 
  You can have the pussy, I want the face 
  I aint tryna cuff you, I dont want no case
  Fuck-Fuck-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case
  But I aint beat that case, bitch I did the race 
  Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face 
  Eli Blast crackin fours like a vase
  Pop a nigga then I go out my way
  Do the dash then I go out the way
  Rob-Rob-Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace 
  We tryna see a hunnid bands in our face
  Pimp gon be eatin good noodles every day 
  Bitch Im drawin doodles, Tay-K paint the way 
  Chopper tear your dudies into fish fillet 
  I-I-I woke up too moody, who gon die today? 
  Shoot a fuckboy in his motherfuckin face
  We cookin up, boy, you dont wanna go dat way 
  Gotta go dat way, you get robbed for your rackades 
  Gotta go dat way, boy, you not gon be happy
  I tote 50s, Im a shooter like Young Pappy 
  Bitch try to rob, we make her dance, Michael Jackson 
  We was plottin, yall was tryna get the pack in 
  Get the pack in, you get robbed for a fraction 
  Fuck-Fuck-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case 
  But I aint beat that case, bitch I did the race 
  Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face 
  Eli Blast crackin fours like a vase 
  You want the drama? We got the drama
  For you and your folks, them 
  Whole lotta guns, whole lotta choppers
  Whole lotta smoke for them 
  Whole lotta motherfuckin yellow tape
  You dont wanna smoke with them 
  Thats about me, young nigga from the streets
  Straight up PDE 
  Shoot a motherfucker straight up in the face, closed case
  Nigga, ask bout me 
  Nigga, Im so gutta with it, Im slimin
  Young nigga, I get with it 
  Im with the shits, is you with the shits?
  Nigga, I dont think you with the shits 
  Do you got that stick? Cause I tote that stick
  Nigga, thats some daily shit, yeah 
  Ill pitaroll a nigga if I got to 
  Nigga, dont make me pull this stick out, I might chop you 
  Nigga poppin like some bitches 
  Go across your head and nigga you aint gon need no stitches 
  Fuck-Fuck-Fuck a beat, I was tryna beat a case 
  But I aint beat that case, bitch I did the race 
  Beat it up, where I nut? Shorty face 
  Eli Blast crackin fours like a vase 
  Pop a nigga then I go out my way 
  Do the dash then I go out the way
  Rob-Rob-Rob a nigga shoes, rob a nigga lace 
  We tryna see a hunnid bands in our face