Lyrics:

[Intro]
Fah, shoot at a nigga in the face behind NBA
Believe that (Bah, bah, bah)
You already know that be my song (Steppin' in place, nigga)
Goddamn, BJ with another one
Shoutout to KP for that beat
Like I know, know like I know
What she say? What she say, she say 'Big 4L'?
Ayy, ayy, ayy, get on your ass
Bboy dripping that

[Verse 1]
Ayy, I bet your momma be destroyed, nigga
When we send your stupid ass to God
For makin' statements, choosing' sides
About my beef with them lil' boys
I could say I saw it, you could say I was your favorite, nigga
Better stay up in your place, bitch
f*ck around and get your face split any day, nigga
They know I'm a demon, you ain't met the devil until you seen me
Yеah, I get 'em hit, we gon' kill a bitch insidе of Neiman's for any reason
I don't give a f*ck 'bout how you treat your body, give a f*ck about your cleaning
I don't give a f*ck about no bitch
You could have those hoes 'cause I don't need 'em
They know I step on shit, play around with that slime, oh
I seen the blues, know you in tune, but how we knock 'em down like dominos
YoungBoyLuciano, we pull on side, shoot up the car though
Plenty of clips like Leonardo, them slimes go wherever I go
[Chorus]
I want his soul, he gon' get it (Get it)
I hope you know like I know, gon' die from choosin' sides though
I'm smellin' blood and I'm fiendin' (I'm fiendin', I'm fiendin')
Bitch, you gon' die and I know, your momma cryin' on front row

[Verse 2]
Nigga better ask Blasian about me
How we catch 'em bad and take his shit
Leave 'em stripped, the police think we raped the bitch
Nigga better not play with this
And my momma know I'm a demon seed, I'm into facin' shit
Hope yo' niggas know not be inside that car soon as that Draco hit
Old p*ssy ass nigga, ain't no coppin' pleas, shouldn't've said shit
You ain't gettin' no pass, nigga
You gon' rep the same block as that bitch, that's gon' be your ass, nigga
Who runnin', duckin' all these sticks
I'm lettin' you know I ain't even serious on this bitch, nigga, suck my dick
I'm facin' seven years, I ain't known to shed a tear, these niggas dyin'
I be the slime, these niggas could click up all they want, bitch crossed that line
He posted cars but ain't got more whips than as I, huh?
All you hoe-ass niggas together ain't got more millions than AI, huh?
On the phone with Stunna, my five
Now it's my time, while in the house, reside