[Transcribing]
[Intro: TrapQuan$ & Tag]
DeCicco (DeCicco)
Aye, man, you already know what the f*ck it is, man
TrapQuan$ on this motherf*ckin’ beat with my boy, JJ, man
Finna wreck this sh*t
Finna kill this sh*t, man
I’m high off like eight blunts right now
n*ggas can’t even talk, ha-ha…
Let’s get it
[Hook: TrapQuan$]
I can’t feel these n*ggas like (Aye) a zombie (Aye, aye)
n*ggas talkin’, I’mma burn ‘em like a coffee (Ba-boom-boom)
Mummy that n*gga in a coffin (b*tch, b*tch)
That’s why I’m ballin’, and I do that sh*t often (Swish, swish)
These n*ggas jackin’ on me, that’s why (True) they copy (True, true)
I be doin’ that sh*t like a hobby (Aye)
n*ggas know where I’m from, I’m from the Homi
n*gga talkin’ sh*t, I’ll pull up to their mommy (Skrr!)
[Interlude 1: TrapQuan$]
Gang (Skrr), gang (Skrr)
[Verse 1: TrapQuan$ & Tag]
n*ggas (Skrr) know they (Skrr) cannot (Skrr) hang with the gang (Gang)
All these n*ggas (Gang) all ‘round me (Gang), just biting like a fang (Fang)
All these n*ggas all ‘round me, I know that they won’t change
All my n*ggas (Yeah) can (Gang) remain, (Gang) all my n*ggas stay the same (They my blood)
And your n*ggas always change in a foreign (pus*y), switchin’ lanes
If my n*ggas see you (Aye) lackin’, man, we pull up, takin’ chains
All my n*ggas, yeah, they pull up, and you know, they aim for brains
On it, and they f*ckin’ pull up, yeah, my n*ggas, they insane (DeCicco)
They go coo-coo for the gang (DeCicco)
They go coo-coo for the gang (Gang)
And I’m in that trap, and you know, I motherf*ckin’ slang
If a n*gga pullin’ up, I got that lil’ thang
And I kick a n*gga ass, n*gga, call me Liu Kang (b*tch!)
[Hook: TrapQuan$]
I can’t feel these n*ggas like a zombie (b*tch)
n*ggas talkin’, I’mma burn ‘em like a coffee (True, true, true)
Mummy that n*gga in a coffin (Aye)
That’s why I’m ballin’, and I do that sh*t often (And you know)
These n*ggas jackin’ on me, that’s why they copy (Heh)
I be doin’ that sh*t like a hobby (Aye, aye)
n*ggas know where I’m from, I’m from the Homi
n*gga talkin’ sh*t, I’ll pull up to their mommy (Skrr!)
[Interlude 2: JJ AKUMA & TrapQuan$]
AKUMA!
Gang, gang
[Verse 2: JJ AKUMA & Tag]
n*ggas like to follow like they zombies (Huh!)
Need three hundred bands for that ‘Rari (Skrr!), or that Audi (What?)
I’m a zombie (Aye) kid (Aye), give me brain (Aye) and don’t call me (Yuh)
I’m Superman to a Lois Lane, full of offies (f*ck)
Neck is lookin’ rocky (Ugh), she just wanna top me
That is not my main, don’t her name, she just a thot piece (What?)
Me said, “Who are you?”, huh, wait, ven aquí (Come here)
Lil’ Spanish b*tch, don’t know my name, (DeCicco, DeCicco) she call me papí (Papí)
And she want the wood, I laid her plank, like I’m Jonny (Hey, Jonny)
Lotta n*ggas fake, and they pressed, ‘cause they can’t stop me (Slow)
Got the game on, like I got the f*ckin’ lock-key (Aye)
Hey, wait…
[Hook: TrapQuan$ & JJ AKUMA]
I can’t feel these n*ggas like a zombie (Nah, nah)
n*ggas talkin’, I’mma burn ‘em like a coffee (Boom-boom-boom)
Mummy that n*gga in a coffin (Yeah, he dead)
That’s why I’m ballin’, and I do that sh*t often (Swish)
These n*ggas jackin’ on me, that’s why they copy (Yuh)
I be doin’ that sh*t like a hobby (Yeah, for real)
n*ggas know where I’m from, I’m from the Homi (Gang, gang)
n*gga talkin’ sh*t, I’ll pull up to their mommy (Bow)
[Outro: TrapQuan$ & JJ AKUMA]
Gang, gang
Wait…