[Intro: Lil Eazzyy] Ayy, in this b*tch still cappin' with Dan, on bro Go, go, go! [Chorus: Lil Eazzyy] Right now, onna come up Lately been talkin' my sh*t, because I know I come from the gutters Send shots at ya brotha Then I go pop out in all of this linen like I was a butler How can you hate me? I'm comin' from under Nowhere to sleep, what the fu*k is a cover? Now I pop out in Balenci's, they runners Man, tell 'em, "Stop tweakin, I already fu*ked her" [Verse 1: Lil Eazzyy] I was down bad, I know I done it all Was servin' the fiends, lettin' Xannies dissolve If I gotta problem, I'm makin' one call While none of yo ni**as be slidin' at all b*tch, like a oven, I'm packin' that heat Only get up wit b*tches when it's in the sheets Run to the paper like I'm in a meet Baby, get on yo knees, let me give you a treat Too much of the Wocky be havin' me sleep But too much of the Percs got me ready to freak Grindin' for months, I been grindin' for weeks My uncle told me to just watch for the weak 'Cause they like to sneak Gucci and Prada be havin' me drippin' like I was a sink Man, what did you think? I'm tryna make it, to put some VVs inside my Cuban link Man, why do it stink? Kobe been bringin' in pounds of the za But y'all know that it reek, you ni**as not street I can hire youngins, that's 13 and under Put you on a tee, and they do it for free We was in steams, we was servin' the fiends Miero told to me to stop poppin' the beans Right on a T Domo, still in my dreams I like droppin' them Xannies insida my lean [Verse 2: Lil Eazzyy] Lil Eazzyy been workin' Keep passin' yo moves, we got them b*tches twerkin' Reese in the cut, and that ni**a be lurkin' Can't see in the trap, 'cause we closin' the curtains Don't know what I'm feelin' Seem like the ni**as who doubted me most is always in my mentions You know I ain't trippin' Drop me a check and that boy be away, and my transaction pendin' Before the pandemic, my ni**as was clickin' some rentals Can't wait to hit Johnny to fu*k up my dental Blue tips in the 40, it fu*k up his mental We put him on TV, like he Jimmy Kimmel My ni**as some refs, we'll attack like a whistle Hollows in his flesh and his skin start to sizzle You know we erasin' a ni**a like pencils, then skrrt out the way No, my ni**as get little But don't lemme get started, a four on the rocks got me lookin' retarded ni**as be hatin', that really be garbage Over that paper, some ni**as departed But I never cared, tryna get big and see green everywhere My ni**as on go, why your ni**as be scared? Off of the Wocky, get harder to steer But I'm on my way up, see you when I'm there [Verse 3: G Herbo] I ain't with nothing but killers Always off lean and Percies, they said, "Be numb" and then feel us In love with drillin' ni**as start chillin' with no blood spillin' but uh, they willin' Ain't no opps livin' Walk on the hit, yeah we did it Only like four blocks really (Ayy) ni**as be silly Askin' a ni**a get with me, I be like, "No not really" (Nah) Gloves but I got no mask, I let a ni**a know I did it (fu*k you) fu*k it, ni**as can't know my business (Nothing) Pull up in a new whip and it's disgustin' No b*tches with me 'cause b*tches be bussin' (Ayy, ayy) Four ni**as put him to sleep like 'Tussin "G Herbo, boy where you been?" (Hustlin') Got a FN from my bed (Cousin') Fell in love with the fire Grew up bad, sometimes I laugh when my son cussin' It ain't like he in the trenches or something Ain't like he gon' experience something Really rich, don't be delirious dummy Touch him and bleed like a period, dummy All of my life I just wanted some money (Money) I been a gangsta, ain't nobody punk me Bad b*tches been on my dick 'cause I'm funny I used to sip up a six like a dummy (Ayy, ayy) Ain't never been on a hit, you a flunky Close range, them b*tches miss, guess I'm lucky Shawty'll fold for a killer like Chucky Ain't squashin' sh*t, if it's up then it's stuck with me [Chorus: Lil Eazzyy] Right now, onna come up Lately been talkin' my sh*t, because I know I come from the gutters Send shots at ya brotha Then I go pop out in all of this linen like I was a butler How can you hate me? I'm comin' from under Nowhere to sleep, what the fu*k is a cover? Now I pop out in Balenci's, they runners Man, tell 'em, "Stop tweakin, I already fu*ked her"