text: So we good?
  Ah 
  Grr, ah, woo
  Swerve
  Look
  I said Im a double G, please dont trouble me
  Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief
  If a nigga movin Wock, thats when he gon see
  All the Woos pop out the cut, totin .33s
  Im dark-skinned and handsome, she like, "You a gorgeous little gangster"
  She said I talk like a Taurus, but I fuck like a Cancer
  Got a bunch of young niggas thatll make you run, nigga
  Beam on the gun, nigga, Im the wrong one, nigga
  Ayy, Im the main one, I cant run
  Eyes red like St. Johns, broke down the work in eight corners
  Now the crib like eight farms, onе king and eight pawns
  Pull up and bought eight foreigns
  I hit it, thеn run like I got eight warrants
  800K chorus, three quarter mink out the forest
  Pull up in them Aston Martins
  Got low now its back to ballin
  Bet Ill slang Eve out the garden 
  Like Im N.O.R.E., Know them Coke boys get it cheaper
  Got my top down, my feet up
  Niggas sleepin when we creep up
  Smokin on that ether, cup of lean
  I pull up in that "You cant afford this"
  Fresh up off the block, now Im on the Forbes list
  Im walkin down your block like Im a tourist
  Packs in it, dark tinted, black Camaro
  Got the Cubans for the stash, Im Robert De Niro
  Millionaires, all my niggas fly in this
  South Bronx, King Arthur, go and grab a chip
  Where its fire, theres smoke, G5s in the air
  French and Pop Smoke blowin smoke, that dont see clear
  Top charts in the field, top dogs in the buildin
  I said Im a double G, please dont trouble me
  Rocks all in my socks, guns up in my brief
  If a nigga movin Wock, thats when he gon see
  All the Woos pop out the cut, totin .33s
  Im dark-skinned and handsome, she like, "You a gorgeous little gangster"
  She said I talk like a Taurus, but I fuck like a Cancer
  Got a bunch of young niggas thatll make you run, nigga
  Beam on the gun, nigga, Im the wrong one, nigga