Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

Just bought a pair of new gym fuckin' socks
Cubb's Tyler Perry, he make plays for the block
Wasn't even 'bout to rap on this, but it knocks
Where you tryna go? 'Cause it's smoke at the top
Spade afterparty, throw them bitches in the truck
We was just on y'all's street, they was eatin' it up
My life ain't a movie, bitch, it's just us
They can't find the shooter bitch, 'cause it's us

Us, us, it was us
Niggas shot my brother, now I don't know who to trust
My opps be so broke that we've been shootin' at the bus
Bro say play it patient, nah, dog
I'm in a rush, I'm tryna buck

Ayy, I'm tryna shoot, he tryna clutch, ayy
I'm tryna add him to the list like a deluxe, ayy
I'm tryna watch the windshield, faff his off his truck, ayy
I'm tryna smack his twin, shoo 'em in one [?] , pussy

Damn, Alex Moss, that's a really big chain
Really, it's no wonder why my neck is in pain
Damn, Iceman, your initials just changed
Mister Recoup, that's my other nickname
Spade afterparty, long wheel, bass range
Chances are I'll probably never see these hoes again
No Face B, that's my motherfuckin' hitter
Drake is your daddy and he couldn't find a sitter

Every single year, what I'm grossin', it get bigger
If I really pop it, I'll have some niggas trippin' (my bad)
I ain't no real rapper, I'm a fuckin' gravedigger (pussy)
He don't like me
'Cause my niggas killed one of his niggas (bitch)
Pitch black paint, but the seats, they vanilla (go)
I converse with CEOs, you talk on the pillar (go)
Watch me trainin' then smack your main hitter (21)
I got fifty-somethin' old screws like my name Spittah (21)
All these niggas cap, they exaggerating hats (pussy)
Go against the mob, you'll be layin' on your back (frrt)
I don't speculate, if I speak then it's the facts (facts)
We the type of niggas, cut the tails off the rats (bitch)

Us, us, it was us
Niggas shot my brother, now I don't know who to trust
My opps be so broke that we've been shootin' at the bus
Bro say play it patient, nah, dog
I'm in a rush, I'm tryna buck