[Intro]
(Good lookin', Dnell)
[Chorus: Drego & Beno]
I hit my hitter up, I give the drummer somethin'
My baby touch back, I give my brother somethin' (I give my brother somethin')
You thought it was the same freak? Another one (Hmm)
You thought it was the same hit? Another one (Another one)
I told her bring her friends, ain't no one-on-ones (Ain't no one-on-ones)
When I bring it back, I give my mama somethin' (I give my mama somethin')
She said, "What's in the pill?" I said, "A lot of fun" (Lot of fun)
Bitch, we in the field, we got a lot of guns
[Verse 1: ShredGang Mone]
Nigga speak down on Dots, then we comin' for him (On my man, nigga)
Think I work for Miss Debbie, got that oven on (Yeah)
Never leave the crib without it on me what my brothers told me
Unkle 2 with that Draco, bitch, the one and only (Haha)
Make it back off this trip, I'ma flood the Rollie (VS1's)
Coupe with a foreign in it, drive it like it's stolen (Skrrt)
This a hand-pistol, but I got a rifle on me (Stupid ass niggas)
Hit him in his head, turn his brain to some Rice-A-Roni (It's Shred)
[Verse 2: Beno]
Woo, I'm sick as hell, I spilled some drink all on my kicks (Damn)
I made mistake and spilled some drink all on my bitch
I lost 'bout six, but I ain't trip, fuck it
I keep them blues and them oranges like the Knicks (Huh?)
She wanna groove in the morning, 'round six (Around six)
Foreign bitch on FaceTime speakin' French (Oui)
She said she wanna fuck, well give my brother some (Well give my brother some)
I told her bring her friend and another one (And another one)
I told my dawg be patient and don't jump the gun (Uh-uh)
My lil' dawg hit your mans and he tried to run (Bah)
He was lackin' in that field, he ain't have no gun (He ain't have no gun)
[Chorus: Drego & Beno]
I hit my hitter up, I give the drummer somethin' (I give the drummer somethin')
My baby touch back, I give my brother somethin' (I give my brother somethin')
You thought it was the same freak? Another one (Hmm)
You thought it was the same hit? Another one (Another one)
I told her bring her friends, ain't no one-on-ones (Ain't no one-on-ones)
When I bring it back, I give my mama somethin' (I give my mama somethin')
She said, "What's in the pill?" I said, "A lot of fun" (Lot of fun)
Bitch, we in the field, we got a lot of guns
I heard they lookin' for us, we ain't hidin' from 'em
[Verse 3: Drego]
Most these pussy niggas in the way
My bitch got the Kylie Jenner shape
I get currency from different states
I keep different bitches in my place
I keep different pistols on my waist
[Verse 4: BandGang Masoe]
Bitch, the FN still a K
Don't make me whip out, put it in your face
Niggas snitchin', brody upstate
Rollie crushed face
Know niggas want me dead, but I ain't
Ain't shit to move a pound, it's just weight
Losin' somethin', we can't
[Verse 5: Drego]
You said that shit red, but it ain't
She said she can fuck, but she can't
You think this shit damp, but it ain't
I cock this bitch back, catch a fade
Fuck EA Sports, I got game
[Chorus: Drego]
I hit my hitter up, I give the drummer somethin'
My baby touch back, I give my brother somethin'
You thought it was the same freak? Another one
You thought it was the same hit? Another one
I told her bring her friends, ain't no one-on-ones
When I bring it back, I give my mama somethin'
She said, "What's in the pill?" I said, "A lot of fun"
Bitch, we in the field, we got a lot of guns
[Outro]
(Good lookin', Dnell)
