(That nigga B on the beat)
(Yeah aye bitch we get to it)
(My brother came with a chop said we getting to it)
Big Bruh came with a chop, said we get to it
Bitch, we bippin' in these lights, bitch, we gettin' to it
Hellcats, yeah that's strikers, yeah, we gettin' to it
Pourin' wock, fucking fuckin' hoes and we makin' music
I don't really like to diss, I just make music
See a nigga walk up, then we spraying through him
Fuck a Rollie, grab a paddock, that's a different movement
Two hundred fifty thousand plus, bitch, we gettin' to it

I ain't never met a cap-ass nigga in my group, say he run it up
Making plays, different timing, nigga comin' up
I don't even trust broke niggas, nah sum it up
Me and Gio doin' hunnid, nigga, cutting up
Niggas steady dissin' on my name, I don't give a fuck
Started doin' shows, gettin' guala, now they give a fuck
Told my bitch to roll like three blunts sellout finna puff it up
And if it's Static, Gio pullin' up, he keep it tucked
One, two, three, bro, niggas in my DMs
Talkin' crazy behind the screen, but wanna be him
I keep tellin' these lil' niggas they cannot be him
All them shawties pullin' up to my show, they wanna see him

Big Bruh came with a chop, said we get to it
Bitch, we bippin' in these lights, bitch, we gettin' to it
Hellcats, yeah that's strikers, yeah, we gettin' to it
Pourin' wock, fucking fuckin' hoes and we makin' music
I don't really like to diss, I just make music
See a nigga walk up, then we spraying through him
Fuck a Rollie, grab a paddock, that's a different movement
Two hundred fifty thousand plus, bitch, we gettin' to it

(We Too Geeked Up)
(Yeah Yeah, We getting to it)
(Aye bitch we getting to it)
(We Too Geeked Up)

(Yeah we getting to it)
(Aye bitch we get to it)