Gon' call up paper route, my dawg
Bitch, I know that he gon' spin
Know them Fifty Boyz gon' spin
Know my dawg, he down to win
Ayy, know them Fifty Boyz gon' go
Know them Fifty Boyz gon' blow
Call up Rekk, ayy, he my dawg
Know me all about that smoke
Ayy, niggas say they want some smoke
Lil' bitch, we make you f*ckin' choke
Ayy, Glock 23 is on me right now
Lil' heart, he down to blow
It's six up, we up on the scope
Ayy, havin' gas like citgo
Men f*ck the opps, them niggas broke
Ayy, kill everybody who think this shit a joke
Ayy, bitch this ain't no joke
Ayy, wake up in the morning, grab my K
Today ain't gon' be a good day
Ayy, diss on gang, we bound to crash
Stay the f*ck up out my way
Real street, niggas gon' spend a bag
Bitch, I'm still steppin' some J's
Gon' lay you down, like frito lay
Ayy, hop out with that brand new 5
Tryna go scope for real
Yeah, bro, them told me chill
But I'm like, shit, I'm tryna catch a kill
Yeah, this new Drake at home
Bout 60, told me work the wheel
Yeah, we sendin' them shots like consumigos
All I know is you need a heart like Stephen Clay
Won't miss no shot, hop out and spray
Yeah, this new Glock came with a switch
And we put shit right in the grave
I told that boy, don't diss on fifties
Of them K's, cause we got Drake
And with y'all racks to get you gone
I pull like 50 out the bank
Ayy, wake up in the morning, grab my K
Today ain't gon' be a good day
Ayy, diss on gang, we bound to crash
Stay the f*ck up out my way
Real street, niggas gon' spend a bag
Bitch, I'm still steppin' some J's
Gon' lay you down, like frito lay