text: They be sayin this and that, all that shit is cap
  Pull up on em real rough like where the energy at?
  I shot you, I robbed you and yall aint do nothin back
  Remember that? Niggas lacked
  Yall aint do nothin back but make tracks
  Suck dick, nigga, eat my sack
  I shot at all yall rappers, real life, no cap
  The feds charged me for that, a whole fuckin case
  So eat a dick, lil nigga, dont watch my face
  Aint no pity, black, run up on a nigga, give me that
  Where your jewelry at? Stupid lil nigga, give me that
  Where your blicky at? Pull up on him, make it brr-at
  Bitch, you know that when I see you we gon make it brr-at
  I got this fifty, fifty, fifty shot, make it Milly Rock
  Silly Blicky, caught a glizzy shot, made him Diddy bop
  Still be posted by the chicken spot, got my city hot
  Silencer, that shit on Shh while this .40 pick a shot
  I got this Mickey, Mickey, moppy-moppy-mop-mop
  Look, you could catch a shot-sh-shot-sh-shot-shot
  Watch him twirl, then he drop-d-drop-d-drop-drop
  I got the game on lock-l-lock-l-lock-lock
  Its fuckin, Tr3yway!
  Bitches think Im tiring, add em in
  Aint that a bitch, look at the cha-cha, cause Im in it
  6ix9ine put me on Wawa, you hammin this
  6ix9ine looking for lala, you panicking
  Shawty wanna meal, then suck dick
   Brazilian butt lift
  But you aint got no life, or no jumper
  And you aint got no knife, or no thumper
  Free shotti when its all done
  Lul Timmy, I get this gram and yall run
  Big semi, demonstrate where the 
  Im big cripping, not to mention well beat you
  Im so alive, last in the 
  So cover up these hoes, pronto pronto
  Gun down, gloves up, do it for glonzo
  Brrat brrat brrat, do it for quando