IntroAyy, ayyYo, big racks on me in the studio, no cap(BB had to do it to 'em)Hah-hah!Hook | Casper TNGRipped off limbsFly him out his TimbsI ain't tryna fight you, I could see you hit the gymI ain't going out like Yung Tory, got my stickGot a switchy on my glickIt's a fifty on my wristR.I.P. to the opps, now I'm bored because they deadHad a beam on a Glock, and I tried it on your friend, uhI know why they mad because we stompin' on your friendsSteppin' on your ends, I can't fuck, she on her redsVerse | Casper TNGCarti' lens, Bardi lensFuck a ho, I'm chasin' M'sI hit her and then her friendShordy told me she from 'Vern, so I check her with a TECShe got brains, I'm tryna learn, spent a hour with her headAnd I told her, "Work your neck"He a bitch, he never pressWhy you spend your whole day cappin'? Nigga, who you tryna impress?Heard he hit Kilani, bought a chain, that shit lookin' dessEverybody gettin' money, no, you can't get shit for tenRipped off limbsFly him out his TimbsBroski told me, "Time to hit the mosque", I got a JinnBroski told me, "Opps just tried to rush", I told him, "Spin"Feel like Khaled in the 6ix, nigga, all I do is winAnd these old niggas hatin' on my block like I ain't himWho the one that put my block up on the map and made it lit?Who the one that put them bricks up in the trap and made it flip?How come one day, you a Blood, and the other, you a Crip?Flight to a show, might bring your hoNeed a break from Toronto, I break her back in MexicoShe need a break from your stalkin' ass, leave that girl alonePut the racks in a duffle bag, young, and rest are oldPut some bricks in a backpack, ain't going to unfoldHow the fuck you gonna copy me? Then say that you got clones?I don't want you on my song no more, your views are way too lowLate bloomer with the brick game, but them shits goBlack girl, she a white head, call her, "Sisqó"Do a line, now she dancin' like it's discoMoney from the trap, huh, thighs lookin' wrinklePull up, meetings in the trap, fiends, I twinkleBrown skin baddie, and she got back dimplesLately, I been at the pot, whip it like I'm CizzleAsked me if I like her, and I told her, "Just a little"That is my bitch, she gon' sit when I whistleHook | Casper TNGRipped off limbsFly him out his TimbsI ain't tryna fight you, I could see you hit the gymI ain't going out like Yung Tory, got my stickGot a switchy on my glickIt's a fifty on my wristR.I.P. to the opps, now I'm bored because they deadHad a beam on a Glock, and I tried it on your friend, uhI know why they mad because we stompin' on your friendsSteppin' on your ends, I can't fuck, she on her reds
