| I throw my styles up, I look like Spider-Man |
| I smoke guacamole, can I survive the man |
| Hotboii, I’m a fireman |
| I can’t let my fire end, beef with the fireman |
| Again, look and die nigga’s talking out his neck |
| Pulled up on em out the window like you know we tryna jack |
| We don’t do no internet, no we don’t get into that |
| Police on those websites, keep me off that spider web |
| My niggas rat racing couldn’t keep the eel around his leg, so he clipped it |
| I hope the crackers didn’t find him yet |
| Bae don’t tell me that you love me I don’t got no time for that |
| I could’ve said it back, but I just really bringing me something back |
| Would’ve bring me right back |
| Why you love me I ain’t all that |
| Big cocaine like I’m crack |
| It’s worth 3 in my jacket |
| It’s a cold war I don’t need no bodyguard I bodyguard my own self |
| I woke up this morning eating breakfast sippin' on syrup |
| On purple, moving slow turtle |
| I don’t know Urkel, okay |
| Water whip, lost a couple grams |
| That white off, I don’t know Virgil |
| I throw my styles up, I look like Spider-Man |
| I smoke guacamole, can I survive the man |
| Hotboii, I’m a fireman |
| I can’t let my fire end, beef with the fireman |
| Again, look and die nigga’s talking out his neck |
| Pulled up on em out the window like you know we tryna jack |
| We don’t do no internet, no we don’t get into that |
| Police on those websites, keep me off that spider web |
| Beef on websites, no, that was never me |
| Police spotting the web, they catching everything |
| They getting piece by piece, my word to keep it street |
| Impress my favorite opp bro he doing PPP |
| Aye free my nigga Bleed, man EGE complete |
| I don’t care what my schedule look like, I’m gonna be there when he released |
| Ran up in that Lambo, let you whip that Benz like it’s stolen |
| And if you do it, do it like you did this shit before |
| I throw my styles up, I look like Spider-Man |
| I smoke guacamole, can I survive the man |
| Hotboii, I’m a fireman |
| I can’t let my fire end, beef with the fireman |
| Again, look and die nigga’s talking out his neck |
| Pulled up on em out the window like you know we tryna jack |
| We don’t do no internet, no we don’t get into that |
| Police on those websites, keep me off that spider web |