He don't be fuckin' you like I be fuckin' you He wanna hug you and make you uncomfortable You know, shawty, you know All you gotta do is hit a nigga phone one time I'mma pull up on you fourth quarter when it's crunch time And you know, and you know You

You're gon' miss your opportunity Shot clock (like, don't sleep, don't sleep, nigga) Pick up your feet, nigga When that nigga pull up on me, tell that nigga back, back Shot clock (like, don't sleep, don't sleep) Shot clock (like, don't sleep, don't

Play with me, you gon' get chastised Free the bros down the road doin' real time All the homies, they call it the red line He gon' only pull up when he say, "it's time" Al Geno on the track Niggas having undercover pressure 'bout bitches Let a nigga know

Them niggas talking it but they just don't go harder than us When I pull up people so fresh in my ride We smoke the best you can buy Keep stunting just cause I can These hoes know just who I am You niggas never have never will You niggas never have and

Oh my God, oh my God If I die, I'm a legend When I pull up on a nigga Tell that nigga, "Back, back" I'm too good with these words Watch a nigga backtrack It's too late for my city I'm the youngest nigga reppin' They can't live this long

Put you're lighters up if you want to Pull you're motherfucking dodger caps over you're motherfucking eyes Till you can't see shit I want you to go blind nigga So you can feel how I felt when I was in that motherfucking coma Raised in the city of angels