Aye, nigga, this that wop-flow
Sauce, sauce, sauce
Fa, fa
Aye, that nigga been a rookie, Imma show him I'm a vet
That nigga tryna be like me, but he ain't learning yet
And why you tryna get low? you can't run from a switch
I'm pouring up that Fay-go, fin to lean in this bitch
And you ain't got no rank though, you can't be in the mix
She really wanna play though, but I ain't falling for the tricks
And you ain't got no real dough, nigga, better be legit
Got money on my mind when I'm hopping out the bed, bitch
Put a beam to your head, you know imma hit that
Throw a bullet to your main, man, you can call me Dak
I be up in the field with that chopper tryna take a hat
You better not run where you're going? time to come back
I'm looking for the opposition, better be on track
And nigga, I ain't tryna spend the money, but I get it back
I'm a real nigga with a bankroll, what you call that?
And if I don't wanna talk on the phone, imma call back
Nigga, go and catch a body, then I pay you with the racks
And I don't even care if a nigga tryna take that
Nigga, imma run that money up, time to restack
A nigga know I been at the top, you can't reach that
And why a nigga wanna play with me like I ain't really him
I feel like J-dot, fin to stomp him in a Timbe (murder man)
And a nigga wanna pull up, he left with no damn limbs
Got a ass on the back of the Glock, tryna chase him
And I ain't tryna do drive-by imma face him
That nigga lacking at the Popeyes, boy, your ass trim
And nigga, I ain't tryna shoot deep, get up in the rim
A nigga wanna be real tough till we catch him
And nah, I ain't tryna be cool, better ask him
A nigga tryna dap me up, blow his back in
And nigga, what is fake? I don't even know what that is
You wanna be down for the gang, better tap in
You wanna run up, you better know I'm on defense
You niggas wanna count me out, but imma be in
And don't try to be a hardball, nigga, tweaking
Imma put a bullet up in your head, nigga, the end