[Intro: Shiloh Dynasty]
I know you so well—
I can do anything that he can, can
I've been pretty—

[Chorus]
Actin' tough, he get beat with this Glock
Oh, he tough? But can't sleep on his block
I'm a goon, bitch, I eat on my block
Hopped off the porch, I was squeezin' them Glocks
Hit it and quit it, can't sleep with no thot
You ain't with it, don't be on the block
Grab a .9 and go squeeze on the opps
They say I'm tweakin', I say that I'm not
See the opps and I'm makin' it hot
I won't say a word if we knocked
He a ooter, but told on his block

[Bridge]
He a ooter, but told on his hood
Fuck, rrah
He a ooter, but told on his block
He a ooter, but told on his—

[Verse]
My mama, she know I'm a star and my uncle, he told me, "Stay dangerous"
And I know I'ma give it my all, I just wanna know if you stayin'
Ridin' or not, let me know if you fakin'
See the opps and I know I'ma bake 'em
Stackin' hunnids, I know how to save 'em
Shoot 'em with all, ain't no way they can save 'em
Grrah-grrah, boom
Bitch, I'm stuck in the trap 'til it's vacant
Go get some money, don't know why you hatin'
Brodie stuck on the rock, he still waitin'
With this beam, he get gunned down, don't need to chase him
Havin' fun, I just speak on the beat
You can get shot down tweakin' on me
I wake up and I scream, "COE"
Sippin' lean 'cause I don't wanna dream
Tried to run, he got caught with the beam
I hit her once, she in love with the D
Free Dae-Dae, he took seventeen
I wish it all was a dream, look
And I'm not gon' ball for the team, I wonder who ballin' for me, look
And I keep a .30 on me, 'cause ain't no one scorin' on me
I'll be damned if I let up
Put red on his shirt, no ketchup
My brothers, they told me I'm next up
If they play with my name, bring pressure
EBK in the cut with beretta
Ain't no where he could go with the dot on his sweater
Bet that boy die if he try it
You did the wrong shit, now hidin', lil' nigga

[Chorus]
Actin' tough, he get beat with this Glock
Oh, he tough? But can't sleep on his block
I'm a goon, bitch, I eat on my block
Hopped off the porch, I was squeezin' them Glocks
Hit it and quit it, can't sleep with no thot
You ain't with it, don't be on the block
Grab a .9 and go squeeze on the opps
They say I'm tweakin', I say that I'm not
See the opps and I'm makin' it hot
I won't say a word if we knocked
He a ooter, but told on his block

[Outro]
He a ooter, but told on his block
Yeah, he told on his hood, grrah
He a ooter, but told on his niggas
He a ooter, but—