(Ayy, let that shit ride, Tav)
Ayy, I let it ride like Tavy
I put a switch on a Glock and I gave it, okay, fuck
I put a switch on a Glock and I gave it a accent
Street nigga, just fuck with the backends
He just be rappin', that boy don't be trappin'
Round of applause how my nigga 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 nigga play, they know we gon' spin and spin
My young nigga shoot in you in yo' 'fro (shoot, shoot)
Pop me a Perc', boot up
Get your location and scoot up
I ain't wit' the joke, I ain't coppin' plea
We blow out the smoke, I keep a Glock in my coat (okay)
Spin on his block and we let off some shots
Spin back again and we let off some more
That nigga 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 shit before?
I put a switch on a Glock and I gave it a accent
Street nigga, just fuck with the backends
He just be rappin', that boy don't be trappin'
Round of applause how my nigga 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 (woah, woah)
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 shit 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 nigga (woah), I never could change
Put a switch on a Glock, hit a nigga mid-range (let's go)
Blackout the coupe, you can call me Bruce Wayne (woah)
Lean in my cup, yeah, I feel like Lil Wayne
They like how I talk on 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 fuck with the backends
He just be rappin', that boy don't be trappin'
Round of applause how my nigga 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)
