[Intro]

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

I want some more

(KJ, let the beat knock)

Let the motherfucker knock, KJ

[Chorus]

Woah (Woah), they hate how my life keep goin' up, "Damn, look a G, he blowin' up"

Slept on a pallet growin' up, fuck everybody who ain't with us

I be ready for whatever come my way, if a nigga touch me, they gon' die today

You don't think I'ma do it, that's my poker face

To a end-up dunk, jumper face

[Verse 1]

I be sippin' that drink like it's jungle juice (Woah), why niggas act like they bulletproof? (Why?)

Only thing you gon' take you is you caught out of bounds, you gon' get dropped like a damn roof (Roof)

I got them young hitters in the nawf, I got them shooters in the map too

I know a nigga for the right price, he'll do it right around you (You)

That's just how this shit go

Roll the dice, what they hittin' for? (Ooh)

Glock on me, it's a Gen 4, got a switch on it, full of kits though (Grrt)

You ain't never seen a real wash up close, you like how it hit, don't it? (Ooh)

Buss down AP with the VVs, spent about a brick on it (Ooh)

And I ain't wake up lit, I put in overtime for this shit (Yeah)

She gon' have to go through hell and back before I call her my bitch (I call her my bitch)

Used to be hands on with the dope, I can eyeball me some shit (Can eyeball me some shit)

You just hatin' on a nigga, you ain't even got a reason, dog, you a bitch (You a bitch)

[Chorus]

Woah, they hate how my life keep goin' up, "Damn, look a G, he blowin' up" (Woah)

Slept on a pallet growin' up (Woah), fuck everybody who ain't with us (Ah)

I be ready for whatever come my way (Woah), if a nigga touch me, they gon' die today (Bah)

You don't think I'ma do it, that's my poker face (Bitch)

To a end-up dunk, jumper face (Wow)

[Verse 2]

I be gettin' to the money in Nikes (In Nikes), that's probably why niggas don't like me (Don't like me)

I don't know if they tryna indict me (Indict me), but I'm still yellin', "Free Shiesty" (Free Shiesty)

I don't give a fuck where we're at, get to hittin' in the car like Mikey (Baow)

I'm so cold, they bite me (They bite me), don't they sound just like me? (Just like me)

Yeah, I can't make this shit up (Woah), broad day in Memphis, you might get hit up (Baow)

Yeah, my city wicked (Wicked), you get killed for dissin'

They'll blackball you 'bout these hoes, these niggas too consistent (Damn)

Everything I got, got it out the mud, went got myself a ticket

[Chorus]

Woah (Woah), they hate how my life keep goin' up, "Damn, look a G, he blowin' up" (Up)

Slept on a pallet growin' up (Up), fuck everybody who ain't with us (Ha)

I be ready for whatever come my way, if a nigga touch me, they gon' die today

You don't think I'ma do it, that's my poker face

To a end-up dunk, jumper face