WYA

[Verse]
Damn ian, where'd you get that from? Couldn't tell ya
Fuck a back door, I'm rippin' through the front, duck and cover
Stuffin' bands in my pockets, Jun Takashi, Undercover
You bring your gang in it, huh, I'm nonchalant, you won't [?]
Hunnid thou', left wrist, stack guap, Tetris
Red dot, catch this, head high, test me
Pull a band out my pocket, throw it down, get the check, please
Lay a hand on my guy, we throwin' down, we not wrestling
Lay a hand on my guy, it's goin' down, not the [?]
I go band for band with all your guys but y'all don't got none
He play 'round with my gang, we send him flyin' with them Top Guns
You shoppin' on Rodeo with your eyes, you ain't bought none
He walkin' 'round Rodeo, empty pockets, he ain't bought shit
That pussy run his mouth then we run right through his apartment
I blow a hunnid thou' in 20 minutes, shawty, watch this
Your shooter scared to bust, I highly doubt that he 'bout shit