You Got Servin

Hey, hey
Nigga, this ain't no motherfucking You Got Served, this You Got Serving, nigga
Oh, uh, uh
Gotta walk with that stick like, uh, uh
Gotta talk to your bitch like, hold on, hold on, yeah
Huh, huh

Lil' nigga wanna shoot, don't got a stick at all
Pull up and I make the choppa sing like a Christmas song
Gave a nigga fu' Percs, he took Fentanyl
Walk around with that fat shit, feel like Shaggy dog
I been focused on the street, I'm taking Adderall
I fuck his bitch on the court, Love & Basketball
AK straps on my shoulders look like overalls
"Xan not a shooter," okay, Mr. Know-It-All
Blow his ass up, his bitch looking and getting jealous
Let the Drac' sing to a bitch, like Otis Redding
We gon' send his ass up, he got good reception
I'm a fraternity nigga, I keep on stepping
I call up Scoob, "Where you at?" He gon' take a Perc
Break up with a bitch, she begging me to make it work
We just backdoored a nigga, this a crazy earth
Kill a nigga, we gon' tell his hood to make some merch
Street nigga still in the field, I got shoulder pads
Opps high and keep on putting on corona masks
Put him on a grill, literally we smoked his ass
Baow, baow, he don't even got an open cask'
Niggas saying "Hey, shoot," wanna be like us
Put a bitch in a Tesla, like Elon Musk
Who family shooting shit, even my g'ma tough
We put a bitch in a bag, now she Hilary Duff
Where the money at, nigga, 'cause we need enough
My niggas demon, don't come to 'em with that Jesus stuff
My pockets stuffed with that cheese, like some pizza crust
I'm hopping out with that fire shit, she gon' eat it up
That nigga not even street, he don't know nothing
I was out for six months, eating cold cutters
My white plug keep telling me "Oh, brother"
Gucci hat to the side, I'm a tow trucker
My grandmother raised shooters, like four brothers
Shoot a nigga, happy hour, we at Fuddruckers
Nate Robinson, got hit with the upper cutter
You got two Glocks, but they jammed, they dumb and dumber
I slam a nigga on his ass, I'm taker under
I could've signed with YSL, I stay with Gunna
Give a bitch a plan B, no baby mother
I walk around with them sixes, like who your plumber?

I'm on probation walking around with that fire shit
Still on probation walking around with that fire shit
Uh, uh, uh
I walk, uh, walk with the stick, walk, uh-huh
Walk with the—, huh, huh