This our Dee shit, nigga, we diggin' it
Everybody just know what the fuck goin' on
If it's up, then it's stuck, nigga
I'm not playin' with nobody
Especially that fuckin' opp
I don't fuck around with opps
I don't fuck around with cops (Uh)
I don't fuck around with niggas in the drop (Yeah)
Uh, uh
If it's up, then it's up in the sky
Numbers don't lie, but these bitches, they try
Like, how many times you gon' try 'fore you die?
I'm smokin' on gas, and I'm high in the sky
When you hear, "Slide" know I'ma slide
They bitches be frontin', they live 'em a lie
These Air Force's, yeah, they Supreme, and they white
I'm all about I be with the guys
Talkin' that shit, I'ma shoot at your guys
I'm slidin' with Sito, got gold teeth
I don't got wings, but I'm fly like a fly
I'm sippin' on drank every day when it's time
I be lowkey 'cause I did me some crime
Everything green like I'm countin' a lime
Feki, hit his ass up, and it's mine
All about I'm outta my mind
Get all of my shooters, we losin' they mind
Get president tint, yeah, that shit for my mom
I fuck on your bitch, and get face, you don't mind
All of this gold like a motherfuckin' coal mine
Opps 'cause they don't cross that one line
Pow, pow, pow, hit his ass with that Glock .9
New York Massacre, everybody dyin'
Got down, came back up, I'ma keep tryin'
Lost my mans, can't front, had to stop cryin'
I ain't gon' feel like that, had to pop five
Count up the opps, when I see 'em I pop five
Been in that foreign, been in that foreign
Spinnin' your block, nigga, rain start pourin'
You look at my pockets, that shit look enormous
So much drip, think I need an endorsement
Made 20k, but I land right in Austin
Bitch, I'm a boss so I be around bosses
I am not still trappin' in Force's
Five hundred flat, and that's just for a chorus
Uh, baow
Uh, uh
Yeah, haha
Baow, yeah
Uh, uh