Baby, don't be slurpin' when my buddy get out, baby (Whoa, whoa)
Just back up, like, don't be nut-holding (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
And for all you **** ****, stay out the way, on God (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
I'm in the Jeep with the doors off (21)
She in my spot with her clothes off (21)
Shot to the face, he dozed off (21)
Spinned they block and we rode off (21)
Oh, you wanna speak on CJ? I'ma come knock your bros off (21, 21)
Run around like you steppin' on ****, **** it, we just gon' cut his toes off (21)
I don't even got no face, my face burnt
Empty your pockets, you buck on a robbery, you get your face burnt (21)
I'm with them youngins, they love to spin, them lil' **** stay turnt (21)
I ain't goin' back and forth with no ****, said I'ma chase her (21, 21)
Pop up out that cut, **** it, drop your nuts (21, 21)
He was smokin', okay, he got touched (21)
Draw down on your man, boy, you better not clutch (21, 21)
Every time they **** get spinned, they blamin' us (21)
Where they hood at, twin? Let's go flame it up (21)
**** lyin' 'bout the score, they need to hang it up (21)
You gon' get your Glock took tryna hang with us (21, man, what?)
I grew up on the Eastside where it's dangerous (Smurk)
I'ma speak to my brother killer (Facts)
They gettin' killed for another **** (Facts)
How you gon' ride for another **** in a different city? Y'all homie switchin' (Gang)
I can't talk, my voice bigger
Whatever you think, my boys did it (Yeah)
YouTube record what **** sayin', he said he did, I know he didn't (Yeah)
I'm the man, I'll bring a million in cash around them robbers, shooters (Yeah)
Wasn't a dollar missin', ask any **** in the trenches, that's on Buddha (That's on Buddha)
Opps be saying the police 'round when I be out outside (Cap)
They lyin', just slidin' (Slide)
Them baby threats gon' make them change they mind (Aye, lil' bro)
I ain't gettin' touched, the city gave up on me, I ain't give a **** (I ain't give a ****)
I lost real members to them streets, I can't give 'em up (I can't give 'em up)
Not the clothes, but them opp ****, I got my **** sucked (Got my **** sucked)
Dede out for ninety, Boona fifty, **** that Bentley truck (Man, what?)
Goin' to court like we gon' trick on him, bro, what you did to him?
Losin' back to back, they still ain't slide like that **** weird to him
County jail, he go on any deck, that **** get real for him (Get him)
When I'm off papers, I'm goin' to visit Steve, free my man and them (Free Steve)
And they almost got inside his head, what they sayin' to him? (Free Steve)
And all them killers that you look up to, I'm the man to them
OTF4L (21, 21, 21)
And I don't even be cliquin' and linkin' with ****
Pop up out that cut, **** it, drop your nuts (21, 21)
He was smokin', okay, he got touched (21)
Draw down on your man, boy, you better not clutch (21, 21)
Every time they **** get spinned, they blamin' us (21)
Where they hood at, twin? Let's go flame it up (21, facts)
**** lyin' 'bout the score, they need to hang it up (21, facts)
You gon' get your Glock took tryna hang with us (21, facts)
I grew up on the Eastside where it's dangerous (Yeah, yeah, facts, man, what?)
We turn bullies to ashes, knock a **** out like Cassius (21, 21)
Cut on that switch and I blast it, which one of y'all opps the fastest? (21, 21)
I ain't even go to my classes, **** I look like giving out passes? (21)
Two hundred on all my dashes, all my opps be musty and ashy (21)
I don't wanna argue on the 'Gram, I'm tryna paint him red (21)
I don't even feel like **** right now, baby, just give me some head (21)
Every dog gon' have his day, so stand on what you said (21)
I can't wait to shrug my shoulders when you pop up dead (21)
He on the phone gangbangin' while he in the feds (21)
Came home and tried to hang, that **** had me scared (21)
This **** got her outside clothes in my bed (21)
You got some nerve, lil' ****, my covers cost an arm and leg (21)
Mossberg with the slugs takin' off his legs (Fow)
Put that stick all in his face, knock out all his dread (Grrah, fow)
Send a blitz, I ain't talkin', ****, this ain't TED (****)
You feel some type of way, you **** 'cause you scared to say it (****)
Pop up out that cut, **** it, drop your nuts (21, 21)
He was smokin', okay, he got touched (21)
Draw down on your man, boy, you better not clutch (21, 21)
Every time they **** get spinned, they blamin' us (21)
Where they hood at, twin? Let's go flame it up (21)
**** lyin' 'bout the score, they need to hang it up (21)
You gon' get your Glock took tryna hang with us (21)
I grew up on the Eastside where it's dangerous (Facts)

Writer(s): Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Durk Banks, Leland Tyler Wayne, Jahmal Gwin & Jahshua Brown.