Brodie gon' clutch that (grrah)
Tell him, "Pass it and dump that" (grrah-grrah)
I feel like Bizzy in 2016
He talkin' hot, then he get a sixteen
They know my body, it's right in my jeans, like (baow-baow)
Uh, I don't wish jail, only death in this beef
Hollows in the Glock put a n**a to sleep
Niggas hit bro and we spinned the whole week
They switchin' up cribs, they switchin' up V's
Them niggas duckin', they don't wanna tweak (at all)
Them niggas duckin', they don't wanna beef
I do not talk, I don't post on the G, like (like)