[Intro]
Yall ni**a be sliding in lemons
Lemon squeeze cause' yall ni**as be willing
Got young ni**as and you know they rebelling
Might pop a ni**a, now you know he in heaven
Snake eyes but I'm tryna' hit seven
I'm mob-tied so you know they be trailing
Thirty on me but I'm shooting eleven
Can't trust these ni**as cause' these ni**as be telling
(DJ Phat)
fu*k with the gang get a headstone
I'm in the trap working that flip phone
(You already know who it is man, it's DJ Phat, flyest fat ni**a you know, you other ni**as in never compеtition, you dig?)
(Power up)
Yeah, aye
Rich slimе
[Chorus]
fu*k with the gang get a headstone
I'm in the trap working that flip phone
Chain on my neck and you know this sh*t three tone
My ni**as apes, I ain't talking [?]
Locked up, yeah I stay on that free phone
Open shop, yeah I stay in that three-zone
Just slimed a ni**a for his strap, now his piece gone
Put twenty on my chain, you rocking the rhinestones
I'm shooting like Carmelo
Sipping Wock, I ain't pouring up yellow
Black foreign finna' paint this sh*t yellow
Off the drop now this sh*t got me mellow
I'm playing ni**as, I ain't playing Nintendo
Got thirty on me, yeah I stay with extendo's
I'm calling shots then they pulling up tenfold
Might slime a ni**a but that ni**a my kinfolk
[Verse]
Doing numbers, I ain't talking no jail phone
Choppa' beating on these ni**as like headphones
fu*king on your b*tch, she got me in friend zone
I'm riding solo so you ni**as can't tell on
On the block and I'm toting that G-lock
Black Smith and that sh*t got a [?]
Stick hitting ni**as just like the beatdrop
I just cut a ni**a, hit his ass with that re-rock
Yall ni**a be sliding in lemons
Lemon squeeze cause' yall ni**as be willing
Got young ni**as and you know they rebelling
Might pop a ni**a, now you know he in heaven
Snake eyes but I'm tryna' hit seven
I'm mob-tied so you know they be trailing
Thirty on me but I'm shooting eleven
Can't trust these ni**as cause' these ni**as be telling
[Chorus]
fu*k with the gang get a headstone
I'm in the trap working that flip phone
Chain on my neck and you know this sh*t three tone
My ni**as apes, I ain't talking [?]
Locked up, yeah I stay on that free phone
Open shop, yeah I stay in that three-zone
Just slimed a ni**a for his strap, now his piece gone
Put twenty on my chain, you rocking the rhinestones
I'm shooting like Carmelo
Sipping Wock, I ain't pouring up yellow
Black foreign finna' paint this sh*t yellow
Off the drop now this sh*t got me mellow
I'm playing ni**as, I ain't playing Nintendo
Got thirty on me, yeah I stay with extendo's
I'm calling shots then they pulling up tenfold
Might slime a ni**a but that ni**a my kinfolk
(DJ Phat)