[Chorus: 26AR]
Cross on my head like I’m 21
Niggas know I don’t fear anyone
I’m a goat and I’m only 21
I was savage way before 21
These niggas know we got plenty guns
I’m in the club with a sitchy and many ones
I’m just anyone, can’t f*ck with everyone, she kept on sucking ’til I come
Talking ’bout cuffin’ is you dumb?
You know you a treesh I’m tryna rump
f*ck a session just need a couple humps
He got shot in the back for tryna run
Dummy
I need a public apology if niggas play with me
Have them boys come and flock at your squad, that’s 260 agency

[Verse 1: 26AR]
Slime
Y’all niggas thought it was gone drop
Lil broddie just caught another opp
And ya’ll just took it on the [?]
He thinking he sitchy, just some props
I’m nice, bitches give me props
I’m like that, put that on my pops
Drеnch drench drench
[Verse 2: Rocko Ballin]
Yeah
And I don’t fеar nobody
Gang gang with me and we spinning
And we ain’t finna spare nobody
Don’t complain on the way I’m living
You ain’t helping me make no property
Do not say that you be with killers, ‘cuz you ain’t finna phase nobody
You better know that we all ’bout it
I’m with the posse smoking on gelati
In the hills I’m toting ‘cuz they might creep
And them killers with me moving slimey
Getting bigger now she wanna ride me
And you know that we coming to take it
Never know how it go but I’m banging
They don’t know what I know I don’t say shit
If she turning me on I’mma quake it

[Verse 3: 26AR]
Bitches be basic, She like “when you out in public why you never say shit?”

That’s cuz I be anxious, clutching on a double action ready to spray shit
They couldn’t see when we [?] in the V, all black me and V in a spaceship
I don’t like meeting people but this money make me interact with new faces
Hold on, did you catch that?
Bullets, catch that
Boomer, get back
Yoga, stretch that
Drench drench drench drench
Drench drench drench drench
[Verse 4: Rocko Ballin]
Yeah
Bitch I’m the rock
You cannot score without it
Don’t walk out the door without it
Gang gang I go to war about it
New Dior I throw it on Prada
Now you missing should’ve thought about it
He was saying what that [?] about em
No I do not talk about it
She wanna f*ck to maneuver
Coolin’ with AR the shooter
What do we smoke, Boomer
Now it’s getting Breezy, cooler
Whenever you see me, move up
They said they gon’ kill me, rumor
I ain’t hiding nigga, I’ve been out sliding with the reaper he just getting too up

[Chorus: 26AR]
Cross on my head like I’m 21
Niggas know I don’t fear anyone
I’m a goat and I’m only 21
I was savage way before 21
These niggas know we got plenty guns
I’m in the club with a sitchy and many ones
I’m just anyone, can’t f*ck with everyone, she kept on sucking ’til I come
Talking ’bout cuffin’ is you dumb?
You know you a treesh I’m tryna rump
f*ck a session just need a couple humps
He got shot in the back for tryna run
Dummy
I need a public apology if niggas play with me
Have them boys come and flock at your squad, that’s 260 agency