(Bowsy) Hold on Oh I'm on my phone I'm texting Gang Hey Swimmy Look And I just touched down in ATL Niggas stay on the block like Rudy Gobert Stay to myself I don't care what you hear Bullets hitting his chest like we hitting a snare Trapping and trapping and trapping and trapping I jugg and finesse I don't care what I wear All that I got earned that shit on my own So when I come up I don't gotta share F*ck up his credit to run up my debit This tension is real so we never gone dead it Ready to score like Eli Reddick Don't give your opinion lil bro this ain't Reddit Hit from the back and I pull her extensions I beat up her pussy and call up the medic Text me she need it I told her I'm ready But she got a man so she delete the message He wanna fight but the glizzy gone spark Back out my knife and I aim for your heart She blow my dick yeah she blow like a dart Me and my gang tryna run up them charts Smoking on Runtz I ain't smoking a cart Smoking that reggie it smell like a fart Smoking that dope and I ran up them narcs This a new v we just push it to start All of my niggas on court Reese up the glizzy you know that he ready for war Bro when the f*ck did you score Im sipping Henny not ready to pour up the four F*ck her then show her the door F*ck what you got lil nigga I'm working for more I be in all stores Driving the boat now she riding my dick like a whore She in the street she be keeping it classy My bitch bad boujee and nasty Talk on my name but he never gone at me Glizzy gone spark make him run like a track meet I wrote this shit at a drive thru at Zaxby's My bitch a meal she making me happy He got no bag so he feeling crappy That boy in love that nigga a claffy Making him duck I'm calling him daffy Yeah I'm a chuck you know I ain't passing Said that he rich that nigga capping Niggas is weird so watch who you dapping Bitch I'm a rapper this shit a passion Thought of a plan I'm making it happen Over a bitch this nigga want static If he want beef we letting him have it Beef with my brothers and we causing havoc Bitches be on me I feel like a magnet Bitch I ain't randy I feel like a savage Flight to Orlando and ball like the Magic Bro wanna slap then I kick the assist Call up lil Stizzy you know how he get Play with my gang you get popped like a cyst And we up on the site tryna hit me a glitch Uh Gang Uh Lets go Lets go Lets go Lets go