[Intro](Ayy, we trappin' out the Bay )What you think, bitch? (Baow)Huh (That nigga, Mir made the beat, here we go again)Hey, look[Chorus]And we could state facts (Nigga)I know they 'member I was broke, this the shake back (Nigga)I keep it movin' 'round this bitch like a racetrackThat lil' nigga fell off 'cause he can't stackBut, ayy, look, nigga, step oneIf you see niggas scared to shoot, nigga, step upThe zero way for Tre Deuce, may he rest upAnd they ain't get a chance to run, how I crept upBut, ayy, look, nigga, step twoYou got a bitch with a bag, she should bless youAnd when we finally make a ticket, what's the next move? (Ayy, what's the next move?)I'm shittin' on my ex-bitch, where the restroom? Like, nigga, now (Ayy, where the bathroom at?)Nigga, step three, if you don't fuck with FNs, get the best gleekAnd how you smoke with no tree? That's a pet peeve (Nigga)And shorty say she wanna fuck, baby, let's leave[Verse]But, ayy, look, see, this my best week (Nigga)They probably think I said that because a new pieceHer nigga never buy nothin' 'cause he too cheapA whole six of Wockhardt and I can't sleep, like, nigga, damnSee, this a double cup, I only had two bands, tryna double up (I'm tryna make some')I love 'em when they with they friends and they wanna fuckAnd she ain't cheatin', but I'm next, I'm the runner-up, like, nigga, lookThis ring look like I just won the Super BowlI got this nigga main bitch on a stripper poleAnd now she even teach her friends, that's a given goalAnd why you tryna save that bitch? Bro, that bitch a hoThe type of nigga we be sendin' to the corner store (Look, nigga)And I ain't turnin' down no bag if it's on the floorAnd every time they see me out, I had a dinner roll (I had a dinner roll)I know that dusty-ass sweater need a lint roll (It need a lint roll)You better watch what you say, 'cause you can't take it back (Nigga, look)See, it get spicy in my city, this the baby 'RaqI put this dick up in her ribs, yeah, in baby back (Baby back)And you ain't ever spent a hundred and just made it backAnd you ain't ever send no Ps out to three states (Out to three states)And you'd rather send some green, you a cheapskate (You a cheapo)I told her, "Post it on the net, 'cause you need dates" ('Cause you need that)The first thing she give is next 'cause I need face (Yeah, I need that)My brother called me from the penn', he need a Green Dot (He need a Green Dot)A rich nigga, but I still ain't wearin' Reeboks (Ain't wearin' Reebok)These niggas runnin' round with ghosts, that's a fake Glock (That's a fake Glock)And what the fuck you finna do with that eight shots? (With that eight shots)[Chorus]And we could state facts (State facts)I know they 'member I was broke, this the shake back (Nigga)I keep it movin' 'round this bitch like a racetrackThat lil' nigga fell off 'cause he can't stackBut, ayy, look, nigga, step oneIf you see niggas scared to shoot, nigga, step upThe zero way for Tre Deuce, may he rest upAnd they ain't get a chance to run, how I crept upBut, ayy, look, nigga, step twoYou got a bitch with a bag, she should bless youAnd when we finally make a ticket, what's the next move?I'm shittin' on my ex-bitch, where the restroom? Like, nigga, nowNigga, step three, if you don't fuck with FNs, get the best gleekAnd how you smoke with no tree? That's a pet peeveAnd shorty say she wanna fuck, baby, let's leave (Ayy, look)
