Hey, yo, run it up, got me?Ran up, built a assWe like to flame the beef blood air wellWe was so close to splashingAnd see these things on meI'm the chosen onePut a hole in oneDouble tap his headAnd that's how we know he doneWell, that is a count downThat bitch going throughI think Miss Bristol wanted me to say the wordWhen she named me Noah FoxSorry, mommy, I can't say the wordLike, can't I *** it over?But I can make it rain for 40 days and nightsThe whole October, bitchBlack with a big old BBLI'm dying to bend over***, yeah, I just made a big old saleDope soul and money foldingBVS, big old diamond chainAll aloneLess glisteningHeart brokeListening to Rob waveRide with a bitch that's wetYou can't pick the wrong home, boyAll of us be lippin'Have your handWhen you throwing them stones, boyAll of us got sticksI ain't gon' countMy mama had all male sonsAnd not one bitchI ain't gon' countI just went and bought all male gunsThey all got dicksI love my shooter so muchMy parlay playSay queers like my pissShe like meShe wanna ***She think I'm coolI can tell she get like in my pitsNigga don't know how to be outsideWe gon' pull up and pop a topAnother man down in the gunSmoke townTry to pull upThey start the carTank it highAnd he think it's sweetNow John John in the gunShout out PimpNow John's a 36But cat the sonStupid hoePlaying the creedYou supposed to be banging the guy for meatYou ***ing with niggasIgnoring we on their assYou gon' get stained on meRan upBuilt a assWe like to flame the beefBlood air wellWe was so close to splashingIt's even stained on meI'm the chosen onePut a hole in oneDouble tap his headThat's how we know he doneBoy that is a cow tagThat bitch gon' tellI think Miss Bristol wanted me to say the wordWhen she named me Noah ***We gon' pull up and pop a top