[Lyric] ​youshouldprobably.cutbangs (tedonthebeat)

[Intro - Quint Sosa, tedonthebeat]
Ayo it's big man Ted on the beat
Yeah

[Chorus - tedonthebeat]
Got me a choppa
Hit at his dreads
My homies not snitches
Knock off the feds
Gucci to Prada
Osama Bin Laden
Gotta spin back, get this hit back
Smokin' on opps like Backwoods
Chillin' in my mansions
Bitch

[Verse 1 - GBaby]
Stop dissin', bitch you ain't about it
Handed you a couple of bands, bitch you could not count it
Switchin' up the flow, the opps steady talkin'
Opps said my name? That line they be chalkin'
Think you fire, Youngboy better
Gettin' cheese, I count it, cheddar
Cut off the hoe, you know I dead her
Kill that opp, then send him a letter
Ted made the beat, you know that shit is ass
No one fucks with me, know you wеak like glass
[Chorus - tedonthebeat]
Got me a choppa
Hit at his dreads
My homiеs not snitches
Knock off the feds
Gucci to Prada
Osama Bin Laden
Gotta spin back, get this hit back
Smokin' on opps like Backwoods
Chillin' in my mansions
Bitch

[Verse 2 - tedonthebeat]
Get your money up
I'm ballin', ain't ever cuff
You stallin', don`t call my bluff
Fight me, that shit so tough
With my girl, go to the club
He can't get a dub
His wiki is a stub
He won't even get snubbed
I guess my songs are bad
Get a bag, yeah hoe you mad
Get this money, it's so fast
And it's so fat, can't do my dash
Look at my wrist, lil' bitch that's a fact
Reuse bars, I broke my act
Gone so long, I wasn't even tracked
Gone so long, I hadn't even packed