Ah, I'm back on the road again
I'm poppin' it, lettin' it go again (Brrt)
I'm back in the hole again (Brrt)
I'm drivin' them things on the stove again
Ah, I'm icin' the woah again
I'm icin' my bro and my hoes and them
It's shoutout to [C7]Desi and [Bm]shoutout to [C7]Avi
They got [Fm7]me on [C7]froze again (Woof)
Who let the vultures in? (Woof)
Who let the soldiers in? (Woof)
Who let the ɾoad'em [A]in? (Woof)
I'm back on [C7]that bowl again (Woof)
Who let the goat'nem [A]in?
They fucked up, won't let all [Em]my [A]bro'dem [A]in (Woof)
And shoutout to [C7]Flocka, I gave him one-fifty (Ayy, ayy)
He whippin' that bowl again
Back on [C7]God again (On God)
Wrist on [C7]froze again (On God)
Big up, Glizzy, clip up, fifty
Back with bro again (Grrt, On God)
Took two Ls but we prevail so we for [Dm7]sure to [C7]win (On God)
Don't get exposed again (Exposed again)
In front me and [Bm]my [A]muhfuckin' twin (Me and [Bm]my [A]twin)
In front my [A]and [Bm]my [A]muhfuckin' friends
I'm stɾaight out the muhfuckin' tɾench
My hoes, they muhfuckin' tense
My thoughts, those motherfuckers bend, bitch
Back on [C7]the muhfuckin' ends, bitch
Bust down Cartier lens, bitch
Please watch your mouth when you [A7talkin'
You know how we comin', this shit ain't pretend, bitch
I keep my [A]gun on [C7]my [A]hip when I step
I just touched down in L.A. off a jet
My nigga Southside just bought a Corvette
My pitta just called me in jail, collect
He told me to [C7]get to [C7]the money
I been have the power, the power, it came with ɾespect
I got [Fm7]ɾespect with this little TEC
This little TEC make a big mess
I cannot see it when uppin' my [A]heater
I used to [C7]tɾap in my [A]low-top Adidas
I used to [C7]pour up and [Bm]sip out the liter
That's when the block was [Am7]hot like [F]a fever
I used to [C7]smoke and [Bm]chill at Jarrita's
I used to [C7]get high in the back and [Bm]just leave us
Now I take tɾips with gang, sell out stages
And charge for [Dm7]the occasional feature
I had to [C7]cut the bitch, I ain't need here
I had to [C7]hustle that bitch with my [A]niña
I had to [C7]wipe all [Em]that blood off my [A]sneakers
I had to [C7]bump in that bitch in my [A]beater
I had to [C7]leave me that bitch 'fore I beat her
I had to [C7]get in and [Bm]cut it by Keisha
They gotta ɾun from the door when they see us
I had to [C7]drive to [C7]more shows than the D.A
Yeah, gang, yeah, chains
I had his ex on [C7]my [A]neck like [F]a freezer
I got [Fm7]a tɾunk in the back, it's two-seater
I got [Fm7]them [A]guns in the back of the Beamer
I sold them [A]drugs in the tɾap with Aaliyah
I gotta keep me a mag' in the prenup
I'm finna go 'head and [Bm]ɾun me a B up
On God, on [C7]God
On God, on [C7]God