WYG

(Yeah, ha-ha-ha, uh)

No way he really tried that shit, like, uh-uh, where you goin'?
Don't need procedure for this switch, I almost broke my arm
Box Chevy, bro' do a Q5 and we four-Glock heavy
Rock with me, jump out at the same time, at the clutch, and they won't stop yellin'

Ah, rrah, rrah-rrah-rrah-rrah
Out the window, fully ARP, that drive-by-by-by-by
He got doo-doo-doo-dropped, he cannot cry, that fire too hot
You see that G-G-G-G-Glock, you better freeze or you gon' die
Red drank slowly fuckin' up my system, RP tablets all I eat

I'm very geeked up off this drank, they ask me what's wrong with my speech?
No moissanite, go flawless diamonds, throw a dub on top my teeth
Slide in the 'Hawk, look how I'm ridin', I'm in that Track', this ain't no Jeep
Big truck, loud stick, spinnin' with no DJ
White suit, beer bong, hop out like the KKK
Gen3, built-in, clutchin' up, no temp fade
17 inch stick, jump out, I'm swingin' just, like, what that mean?

No way he really tried that shit, like, uh-uh, where you goin'?
Don't need procedure for this switch, I almost broke my arm
Box Chevy, bro' do a Q5 and we four-Glock heavy
Rock with me, jump out at the same time at the clutch and they won't stop yellin'

Big stick, kick wake up the neighbors, they won't stop tellin'
I got green shit, green beam, aim at your lil' top tomato
I sell drank, put Wock' in Faygo
Don't bring your hoe 'round me, I take hoes
Niggas stay bitin', stay watchin' the next man
Shoot the stick, I damn near fucked up my best hand
I ain't bought shit in guns, I ain't investin'

Caught her with the back of a swing, I ain't wreck it
Everywhere you go, you need gang to protect you
They think me, and BK dumb, we on the spectrum
ARP ask you where you goin?, It's fetchin'
My pants too tight to fit the stick, I stretch it
Put this shit on, I can get dripped any second
Nigga might run off, this shit too expensive

Third whip this week, I'm switchin' the rental
I ain't the one skimped you, my partner done skimped you
Treat this bitch bad, I ain't shoot that bitch gentle
Get in that track', better know what you gettin' into
Get on that 'za, I come back to my mental
Get the lil' drop from a thot, it be simple
Spin your lil' whip, now, your whip got dimple

No way he really tried that shit, like, uh-uh, where you goin'?
Don't need procedure for this switch, I almost broke my arm
Box Chevy, bro' do a Q5 and we four-Glock heavy
Rock with me, jump out at the same time, at the clutch, and they won't stop yellin'