[Intro] Turn me up in the headphones Ay ay ay n***as go get mad [Verse 1] Look I still run the streets with ma n***as n***as just tweet be pretenders Get up and beef he surrenders Boy you ain't street or no k**er You got locked up in November out for December Boy you a squealer n***as gone popping But when they gone popping I'm giving out shots like tequila You never out on the field Or out with the team for the block like a santa You have been called the defender Turn you to someone your homies remember Make his life short like ma temper Have him for [?] in tampa My old b**h love me good figure But my new b**h mighty thicker He taking shots like a picture Check out his stains like it's photoshop Take him out the picture get him photo cropped Got more drums than a go-go spot Never like the feds so it's f** a cop RIP Sandra Bland I'll bust a cop These b**hes tricky can't trust a thot Swear they only good for a f**ing top Getting real close to the f**ing top I'll run down like f** his block Disrespect his b**h like f** his thot Or talk sweet to her like f** his thot Snatch his chain, ring and f**ing watch And his man scared down [?] watch Don't look away n***a f**ing watch One false move I'ma bust his top And this rap sh** Lot a n***as heavy in the street Lot a n***as wanna end me If they want me tell em come and get me Better bring enough for who running with me I got youngins with me not the oldest one It's my n***a Joc he the oldest one When I'm in the hood I'm like Tiger Woods See a p**y n***a put a hole in one f** a lot of b**hes I don't go with nut Know a lot of n***as I don't trust Planning on some real sh**, I don't trust any They might shoot for me or come k** me That's fifty/fifty ods too risky Wanna feature send me like two fifty I'm a hunnid n***a like two fifty I'm a lose screw don't screw with me Hold up, lemme get a breath real quick Shout out squad man Squad squad (squad squad) Solo rapping n***a By the way [Verse 2] Look , lot a local rappers think I'm cool with em Cause I went to the same school with em I ain't never trap it with the tool with em Or ran down on a move with em You pulling moves I don't think so It ain't no way you street running How you move pulling when you haul a** Every time you see beef coming So, oh murder if I see something I tell n***as I ain't see nothing You the talk on twitter I ain't tweeting nothing They go find your body in the creek s**ing And I won't speak nothing I don't know nothing Not a icy n***a I'm a cold younging Say he hard as stone then he cold stunting Catch him in the streets let him hold something Graah! [Outro] Solo rapper man Double SL sh** man Squad squad