[Intro] Yeah Yitty Season [Chorus] Gotta move smart 'cuz my demons finessing I'm with the gang, I don't need no protection Spin your block like John Cena's old necklace Sodi got something to prove so he's reckless Sending me videos toting a weapon Smoking on Cali, sipping on Texas Shoot up your block, send you a message "Keep on shooting dawg" My slime is relentless Black Suburban, nigga this ain't no Lexus Short a nigga 7 grams, tell him "Stretch it' Tell him to holla at Flacco for pressure High heat, I need to keep all my extras 17 with the 38 Special Devil tryna stop the glow I won't let you Tryna cop blow my Sodi will bless you [Verse 1] I'm with that white girl its nothing sexual These bitches stupid I'm an intellectual Long as I live, a threat is perpetual Fuck the opps my nigga aim's impeccable Finish 'em off and then order Prosecco Piss on your grave I'm mad disrespectful I'm in Thunder Bay we drove in a rental Serving the dog, I don't work in no Kennel Run a train on that bitch "Should I give her my Presto" She asked for Uber Black I said "Heck No" Kick her out But I'm keeping her neck tho Lyrically I'm on a whole different You can have the clout I want the bankroll 3 Stripe everywhere but my ankle I be on the block The one where you can't go [Chorus] Gotta move smart 'cuz my demons finessing I'm with the gang, I don't need no protection Spin your block like John Cena's old necklace Sodi got something to prove so he's reckless Sending me videos toting a weapon Smoking on Cali, sipping on Texas Shoot up your block, send you a message "Keep on shooting dawg" My slime is relentless Black Suburban, nigga this ain't no Lexus Short a nigga 7 grams, tell him "Stretch it' Tell him to holla at Flacco for pressure High heat, I need to keep all my extras 17 with the 38 Special Devil tryna stop the glow I won't let you Tryna cop blow my Sodi will bless you [Verse 2] You talk too much, who you tryna finesse I did it before, who you tryna impress I only fuck bitches that come from the West Ball in New York like I play for the Nets Drop an album Then Sammi's next She hear "KiKi" Her panties wet Sodi keep it In his Fanny Pack Certain places Where he can be at No I won't tell a soul Oh, Who do you trust Never thought id make it out When I was in a rut These rappers Maybelline mafia But I can't make this up Of course we popping Baby girl we here to shake it up Sodi
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