text: Oh, yeah, yeah
  Lord forgive us, ooh, ooh 
  Lord forgive us, ooh, ooh 
  Gi-gi
  Hit me on my burner, hit me on my burner, ayy
  All we know is murder, all we know is murder
  Its goin down in my hood
  They shoot rounds in my hood, they shoot rounds in my hood 
  Tears in your eyes, on your mama cheek 
  Bloodstains dryin on the concrete
  Yeah, we be like, Fuckin all that Twitter shit
  All my niggas militant, take a hit for benefit 
  And Im fuckin all the witnesses
  These stripper bitches aint gon say shit
  Ayy, thats an unsolved freak 
  Have mеrcy on a G 
  Whole gang up, all my brothers lit 
  Racks on racks, aint too much to spеnd 
  Old come through when they wanna lend 
  New chain chillin and it got a twin
  Ah, ooh 
  Where were you when I was down?
  Where were you? 
  Guess who is the shit now, number two 
  In the circus you a clown, look at you 
  Bringing views 
  I pick what I want then I cop, cop
  That shit you dropped just gon flop, flop
  When the future is present, we pop off
  Then tell me how can I drop off? 
  Their demeanour is fugazi
  When you reach my level, my many medals seem lazy 
  Plaque after plaque while the industrys on my back
  19 on my wrist so Im roaming it with pack
  I got runners on the ándale
  They go to West whenever packin for the holidays
  Been dodging Judas since the time he kissed my money gone
  Been gettin boomers since the mainstream got their focus on
  The focus number one
  Never follow rules, I was skippin school 
  You know I aint friendly, so quit actin like we cool 
  Spin them niggas block cause we have nothin else to do 
  Aint trippin bout no bitch, you know Im a player, I tie my shoes 
  All my diamonds hit up 
  Wet your block in a pick up 
  All-all my cars they go fast, face aint shit but I like her ass
  I dont love her but I love my cash, COVID-19, Im wearin my mask
  You know Im out here thuggin, so suck me like you love me 
  Last opp played with us, we turned his ass duppy 
  Im a big dog and I love to step on puppy 
  Two-tone Maybach, same color, Kentucky 
  Whole gang up, all my brothers lit
  Racks on racks, aint too much to spend
  Old come through when they wanna lend
  New chain chillin and it got a twin
  Ah, ooh 
  Where were you when I was down?
  Where were you? 
  Guess who is the shit now, number two 
  In the circus you a clown, look at you 
  Bringing views