[Intro]
(Fuck you, SMILEY)
Uh-huh
Hello? (Ballin')
He here
You said what?
Nigga, he here
What he got on?
He got an Off-White hoodie on
Alright
Put it on your shelf
I'ma call you back
It's on the wood
[Chorus]
Yeah, drop the lo' (Uh-huh)
Ain't no spots inside the rental, we gon' stash 'em in the floor
Bitch, the striker on the way, mask up, we finna go (Skrrt)
Lil' bro just called back, blow the light, it's for sure
I just robbed him for his chain, gang ate him out his Rollie (I need that)
My favorite hat still on this Glock, it ain't for sale, this a trophy
He on the couch, I'm at his window with the Drac', yeah, I'm nosey (Brrt)
Chopper kickin', nigga tried to block the shots, he a goaliе
[Verse]
Boys comin', had to run back to the whip, nigga, drive
I'm a troll, only time I play my opps is whеn they die (Haha)
I was signin' for an M, heard they shot him in his eye (Faceshot)
I just jumped out on a chase, now I'm waitin' on my ride
He ain't tryna catch a B, niggas actin' weird on me (Uh-huh)
We just caught an opp lackin', finna have a ceremony (Boy)
I'm wearin' Levi jeans, but it got Denim Tears on it (I'm trim)
Ain't never spanked a Belt, they ain't scored in years on us, nigga (Belt Gang)
A hundred K? (Huh?), I got a million (Uh-huh)
What you call a nigga who ain't slidin'? A civilian
Got his APT, I'm finna walk inside his building (Apartment)
Caught his ass at Wendy, I ain't never fucked with Williams (Wendy Williams)
I can go to Johnny Dang, but I might just do veneers (Uh-huh)
Bro left in and came home with a watch, I told him grab a souvenir
Was thinkin' 'bout a Track', Head told me do the Urus (Skrrt)
Told dukes I'm rich now, quit her job, this shit serious (This shit serious, mom)
To everybody talkin' down, bitch, I'm finna go up (Uh-huh)
Got drunk and fucked an opp bitch, me and Skoob tore up
Ain't use to have a mattress, now I'm finna blow up (Blow-up mattress)
Got a drop at 8 a.m., I'm finna go wake bro up (Get up)
Grab your gun, glasses, and your drill gear, we finna slide
We finna slide, we finna slide
Start the striker, put in the drop, we finna slide
We finna ride, he finna die, nigga
[Chorus]
Yeah, drop the lo' (Uh-huh)
Ain't no spots inside the rental, we gon' stash 'em in the floor
Bitch, the striker on the way, mask up, we finna go (Skrrt)
Lil' bro just called back, blow the light, it's for sure
I just robbed him for his chain, gang ate him out his Rollie (I need that)
My favorite hat still on this Glock, it ain't for sale, this a trophy
He on the couch, I'm at his window with the Drac', yeah, I'm nosey (Brrt)
Chopper kickin', nigga tried to block the shots, he a goalie
[Outro]
Yeah, free Key
Free the Belts, we the Belts
RIP Jumpout
Uh-huh
Yeah, biggest shark tappin' in, nigga
Belt Gang mafia
RIP Jumpout, nigga, free them boys
I'll be home soon, nigga, y'all niggas know what the fuck goin' on
Yeah, nigga, welcome to Inkster