[Def Loaf:Hook X2] [Tay600] Let a n***a try me, try me Bullets wet him up like a damn tsunami And if you disrespect we gon' catch a body Police wrap'em up like a f**in' mummy And I can't conversate, if you ain't talkin money Yeah I may be young, but I'm not a dummy And b**h im LA gang, yeah that be the posse Comin' at em wrong they gonna catch a hommie And I be low key, I ain't with the drama But if he want smoke, I'll get the llama I got a lot of shooters like I'm Osama I got these n***as mad, I f** they baby momma Im drinking dirty sprite, so you know I'm leanin' She seen me, she was thirsty, I think she fiendin' Them bullets they be hot, yeah them b**hes steamin' Free my lil bro Mac, that lil boy a demon I came from doing robberies to ridin' rarris They mad i'm at the top and they a** can't stop me They say they like my style, so they wanna copy But I just keep on flexing like its a hobby A lot of sh** went wrong when they took my brother Cuz shorty at his own, he was like no other They told me he ain't make it, I damn near lost it That's why i gotta get rich on some BOSS sh*t And I be throwing bullets, get on yo moss sh** I beat it, eat her p**y That b**h from halsted Everybody got a line and you better not cross it Cause if you ever do you gonna get a coffin [Def Loaf:Hook X2]