[Intro: Memo600]
(My ni**a Deltah in them pots)
Uh (Uh)
Uh (Uh)
Steve Drive
Uh (Uh)
Uh (Uh)
Uh (Uh)
[Chorus: Memo600]
I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*tch, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna fu*k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*tches for
I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*tch, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna fu*k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*tches for
[Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
Let's go, my Balmains, they be hangin' low (Lil Uzi)
That .40 with a .30 on my side, fu*k ni**a, don't get smoked (Baow)
These R&B ass ni**as wasn't outside, what they singin' for? (At all)
Lil Uzi Vert, yes, I was right outside by the corner store (Uh-uh)
fu*k the b*tch, vámonos (Bye bye), yeah
Told the b*tch, "I gotta go" (Gotta go), yeah
That's that give and go (Woah)
Pass that b*tch to Memo (Woah)
She just wanna test my Rolls (Woah, woah)
She just wanna feel my gold (Ayy)
"Why the fu*k your neck on froze?" (Woah, woah)
'Cause I got the check, lil' ho (Got the check)
Light diamonds on my neck made her sneeze (Yeah)
I had to bless your ho (Woah)
I ain't never test that ho, man, she brung her friend, they bisexual (Let's go)
ni**a talk sh*t then we shoot him, aim at his throat, he a vegetable (Bye-bye)
All my ni**as on go, my ni**as pull up, you know they come through (Woah)
[Chorus: Memo600]
I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*tch, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna fu*k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*tches for
I ain't with the beefin' (Uh-uh), come outside, b*tch, and let it blow
(Steve Drive)
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna fu*k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
(Baow, baow, baow)
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*tches for
[Verse 2: Memo600]
No I could not wife none of these who*es (Uh-uh), Dior out the store (b*tch)
Better keep your pipe up on you boy, I'll have 'em at your door (Bang, bang)
Better run for life, a roar applaud, clap you at that store (Clap, clap, clap)
Uzi dropped that load, we known for slaughter, better cuff your daughter
And I ain't finna fight with a ni**a over no b*tch, keep your b*tch in order
You better not bring no knife or no fist, got my switch on auto
Young ni**as play for keeps, check your peeps, they know that's my motto
fu*k ni**a get to tweakin' in this b*tch, you can catch a hollow
Thot b*tch eat the skeet, she a lil' freak, told the b*tch to swallow
fu*ked it off on guns, now I'm tryna buy my block like Ralo
Big stepper in this b*tch, I just pulled up like I just hit the lotto
[Chorus: Memo600]
I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*tch, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna fu*k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*tches for
I ain't with the beefin', come outside, b*tch, and let it blow
Gang get to tweakin' when we ride, hop out, let it go
Shorty wanna fu*k, I tell her, "Slide", make her drop it low
Say, "Why you got extended in your mag?", It's what these b*tches for