Barking

Slide hop out there and do it y'all got

Plenty guns on top of guns but never trynna shoot it

Y'all got plent guns on top of guns but never

Ugh put your hoodie on for all that barking come and slide nigga

Taking off your cap and gown shot 40 shots who sliding now?

Never need no handout from no niggas

I've been doing this

Moving up in roster

Niggas see me but don't shoot the bitch

Calm down with that clout

Chasing off yeo dead mans, uh

We've been trying to catch his ass

Leave him in fed's hands, uh

Yellow tape, he dead right?

Can't play with me, I told him that

Niggas said that diss song, it was trash

Yet they numbers flat

Keep throwing them shots at niggas

Know them bitches coming back

I've been on my bruce shit

See me but don't do shit

I've been they was fans ugh

Clocking how I'm moving

Even if I put some money on his ass

They ain't gonna do it aye

Last thing I invested in was glocks with new extensions

If it's war you better keep it there don't clock out on your pensions

And if I had other options like he did, I would've took it

Niggas try to be a gangsta up this drake and have him booking

I done pushed my nail back from all this pain that I've been doing

Niggas acting like some crybabies, hop out there and do it

Y'all got plenty guns on top of guns, but never trynna shoot it

Y'all got plenty guns on top of guns, but never trynna shoot it aye

Put your hoodie on for all that barking come and slide nigga

Taking off your cap and gown shot 40 shots who sliding now?

Never need no handout from no niggas I've been doing this

Moving up in roster niggas see me but don't shoot the bitch

Calm down with that clout, chasing off your dead mans, uh

We've been trying to catch his ass, leave him in fed's hands, uh

Yellow tape, he dead right?

Can't play with me, I told him that

Niggas said that diss song, it was trash, yet they numbers flat

I can bet a thousand on his ass, he ain't no fiend for that

Pop, pop out on the scene, I swear to god, that shit was green

Strapped up when I be performing, fuck around in clear a scene

Running all these digits up, been independent fuck a team

I'm not giving out no handouts for no niggas that ain't proving shit

Been rapping my ass off, time can tell on different lists

Don't step on my shoes, gucci belt right by the tool with it

I've been sipping juice, stepping heavy on my boots

Nigga can't compare to me cause bitch I waited on my turn

And bitch I don't wanna talk to y'all so bitch don't call my phone

I've been running up been running up been running up and stunting

I've been running up been running up been running up and stunting nigga

Put your hoodie on for all that barking, come and slide, nigga

Taking off your cap and gown, shot 40 shots, who sliding now?

Never need no handout from no niggas, I've been doing this

Moving up in roster, niggas see me, but don't shoot the bitch

Calm down with that clout, chasing all of your dead mans, uh

We've been trying to catch his ass, leave him in fed's hands, uh

Yellow tape, he dead right?

Can't play with me, I told him that

Niggas said that diss song, it was trash, yet they numbers flat