Songwriter: Capo (GBE)
Producer: Chief Keef
[Verse]
We glo for real, we got the streets goin' crazy (Gang gang)
No deal for real but we got heats like the Navy (300)
Look at my wrist, look at my car, look at my ear (Fff beep)
Rip for David, boy I’m flexin' over here (Flexin' over here, ayy)
’Member days, I ain't had shit (Nah)
I'ma keep it real, prolly why I stunt like this (Fff beep)
Lil bitch, five grams, prolly why my blunt like this
Like I got five hands while I spend the count like shit (Fff)
Pull up on yo block (Skrt bang bang) want war just to get dirt
Spend a hundreds dollars for the toast, I'm a block star (Fff)
Shoutin' for United across the globe (Gang), I ain't dirt yet
But me, I still got some shit to prove, ayy
We glo for real, we got the streets goin' crazy (Gang gang)
No deal for real but we got heats like the Navy (300)
Look at my wrist, look at my car, look at my ear (Fff beep)
Rip for David, boy I’m flexin' over here (Flexin' over here, ayy)
’Member days, I ain't had shit (Nah)
I'ma keep it real, prolly why I stunt like this (Fff beep)
Lil bitch, five grams, prolly why my blunt like this
Like I got five hands while I spend the count like shit (Fff)
Pull up on yo block (Skrt bang bang) want war just to get dirt
Spend a hundreds dollars for the toast, I'm a block star (Fff)
Shoutin' for United across the globe (Gang), I ain't dirt yet
But me, I still got some shit to prove, ayy