[Intro]
(Honcho, you so muhfuckin' goated)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, goodlookin' for this one, Honcho
Yeah


[Verse]
It's fucked up, I treat my nigga like a opp
My niggas like the P.O., they got 'em dropped
Man, all these niggas dirty as fuck, like my socks (No cap)
Don't nobody got my back, like my Glock (I love it)
My nigga Wilder chase you down in some Crocs
Naw for real
Bro'll chase a nigga down like a cop (Yeah)
I ordered 2 P's, they came in a box (In a box)
Nowadays, niggas hang with anybody, niggas thots
Your main nigga will probably switch on you, for a ounce
And bitches our here fuckin' everybody, shit wild (Ugh)
You got the nerve to cuff her, niggas foul
When my niggas come back off that road, it make me smile
Bitches want you to do everything for 'em, she a child
You out here givin' bitches money just to fuck, you a clown
If you try one of my niggas, like Yung Joc, It's goin' down
Put this rental in your name, my niggas tryna go out of town (No Cap)
Give a nigga free shots out this barrel, like a foul
She suck my dick so good, oh my god, I need a towel
My nigga head fucked up, he really shootin' in the crowd
Where I'm from, if the weed smell good, we call it loud
Talkin brazy to the fans in the comments, like I'm mild
Fucked the bitch and put her out, she text my phone and said "Wow" (No cap)
I'm up all night catchin' plays, I'm a owl
You a hooper, turned street, you a [?] (Get it?)
Only thing you ever shot at was the clouds (Did it)
Features ain't $500 no more, I need a thou
Bro K with the stock on that bitch, look like Yao
.762's inside of this Drac', knock down cows

[Outro]
YSR shit, nigga
Yung Sak Runners
Bitch