Aye I’m chilling in the trap billing and I just picked up this food gotta wrap dis shit in cling an u can ask Stevo ask deano how I step wit this violent thing and I tell my bro you’ve gotta move smarter don’t wanna see him locked up on the wing tryna bang goals like son heung min an u all say u used to ride out and make trap prof before me I think you’ve gone deluded like dory truss bro u don’t wanna get into my story might have to get gory and I don’t care about what you man think I mix henny wit the cola and I pour lean wit sprite bad bitch wan moan cuh I ain’t polite told her bitch come smash then u gotta go (cya) Cause I’m hitting up the bando I ain’t tryna keep my bands low I ain’t Tryna make these bands slow I’m just tryna make these bands grow just hitting up the bando an like oh how could u ever fuck wit dat hoe I remember back then she was ten ten now I wouldn’t even go near dat and if I’ve got it on me then you will fear dat u all wan chat behind my back but face to face I don’t hear that so don’t chit chat before u see me and bro in the 4 door in the 4 door and we riding in the back hop out back dat and they all turn pack and like how many times have we rid through ur batch u all wan rap but I’m sick of dat chat an am sick of dat cap