Lyrics:

JoJo, Jo
Let's get it!
Let's get it!
Motherfuckers already know how we coming, Man
My squad, we in the front. A'ight!
Brrat! Haha!
Niggas snakes, so you better watch who you trust...
Same nigga you kick it with, same nigga'll get you fucked up, for real...
But I ain't with that tricky shit
I'm smoking dope, real dope, yeah, that sticky shit

You don't want no smoke, you don't want no static
Smoke a lot of dope, I'll lay a goofy down 'cause I show him that ratchet
Always keep a pole and my niggas gon' blow 'cause we do no lacking
Yeah, my shorties go, they gon' roll on your squad, dump a body, closed casket, you know how it go...
Bitch, I'm riding around and I'm flexing, catch a opp, then I check him
Red dots, we do head shots, so if you make it through, that's a blessing
'Cause I'm always shooting to kill
In the field, this shit real
If you on the block and you ain't from the block, then you get popped just like a pill
Got a foreign chick and she blowing, she sucked me good like porn
She want some serious shit like a relationship, so I told that bitch I ain't going
You a basic thot, no flexing, so all I want is your neck
If you ain't with the shit, then I'm bailing, bitch – in that order, I'm going
I say, 'Fuck them Other niggas' 'cause I'm down for my niggas
Got some shooters on command and they gon' come through pulling triggers
All I smoke is Loud, so if it's Mid, don't pass that shit to me
Getting brain from a thot, the shit it give me energy
Free all of my niggas, R-I-P to all my hittas
Got amigos catching bodies, kicking doors like it's karate
30-shots erase his face, like I made a bad mistake
All I see is dollar signs, so if you broke, stay out my place
If you ain't struggle with a nigga, don't approach me when I make it
Got some day one niggas rockin’ with me every day
And they arrogant as fuck, never scared to hit a stain
Sending shots, hit his brain, in my city, it ain't safe
Niggas dying every day for that bag, we don't play
If I got to rob a nigga, call my Squad, get it out the way
Smokin' dope, sellin' coke, servin' junkies all-day
This money shit to me nothing, throwing bands at a bitch
If you lacking while it's cracking, grab my AK, start to blasting
Have him bailing through the lots like a 40-yard dash
I'm in the front, you niggas last, tell them fuck niggas to catch up
30 like a super soaker, don't fuck around and get wet up
You a goofy-ass nigga tryin' to flex for a bitch
You a pussy-ass nigga, you ain't never did hits
Ain't no mercy for a thot, I'll up the pole on a bitch
She don't get no specialty, man, let her have the whole clip
You ain't in my bracket, nigga, look at all of this shit
I say, 'Check all of the stats,' motherfucker, I'm winning
Stepped up in this rap game and all you fuck niggas finished
Five-hundred for a feature, hit me up when you get it