[Verse 1]
'member when my teacher told me I wasn't gon be sh**
Now I can freak her, freak my teacher
'cause I got the stacks, 'cause I got the racks
And I got dem guns dem, b**hes gratata click-clack n***a, brat brat brat
[Hook]
Never tell me what the f** I can't be
Should take a trip to f**ing Beijing
Girl, that's red bottoms, n***as babies
Ima grown boy, boy you a baby
Even though I'm a baby
I get cakey, daily
Gotta gun and that's off safety
Mama always told me never let a n***a play me
Ima get my a** whooped and I couldn't take it
[Verse 2]
What's the situation is the situation paper
If it is shakeup, Ima earthquake up
Cooling with paper, ballin' is my major
sh** who wants some top, wait up baby I'll take that
Pull up on the motherf**ing label, "where my cake at?"
'fore I up this motherf**ing chopper and spray it
f** Rehab, I get high for Bob Marley
007, b**h the skies falling
Bought me some rugers, I was tired of Glock 40s
Put it on Blood, b**h I'm guap shorty
Put it on cuz, b**h I'm a hot shorty
Ima burn ya a**, on the spot shawty
Bananas in the summer
Chinchillas in the winter
Heard you was mad about your thot, n***a get her
Made it from the bottom to the top, n***as didn't
That's why my mansion 2 million, n***as bitter
[Hook]
Never tell me what the f** I can't be
Should take a trip to f**ing Beijing
Girl, that's red bottoms, n***as babies
Ima grown boy, boy you a baby
Even though I'm a baby
I get cakey, daily
Gotta gun and that's off safety
Mama always told me never let a n***a play me
Ima get my a** whooped and I couldn't take it
[Verse 3]
Heard f** n***as was plotting on the low
From Chiraq I been spotting on the low
I know everything before the thot did know
I pull up on your block poppin' sh**, Crisco
I am rich now, 'member when I was in the field
Running around the block, while n***as getting k**ed
n***as sending shots, we gon send them back
Baby, I'm the driver, I ain't in the back
Pull up in a foreign, they like "who is that?"
On Tooka day, smoking Tooka pack
Pull off and I'm touring all the hoodlums man
b**h, I'm Yung Joc, I'll do ya bad
Cool kid on the gun and it will cool ya a**
Do this rap sh** for fun, let it fool ya a**
Fredo coming out the cut, he gon do ya a**
Tadoe slow a**, he shot some more times