[Intro]
(Tommytohotty)
Yeah, ayy, yeah, swear my heart so— (Surf Gang, bitch)
Ayy, yeah, ayy

[Chorus]
Bitch, I feel alone, ayy
I'm on my G-lone, ayy
Swear my heart so cold, ayy
It's not made of chrome
On my hip, yeah, I got chrome
That's just some shit that's hittin' home

[Verse]
Thank God we made it out the mud, yeah
Made it out the trenches, yeah
We ain't got no love, that's why we fuckin' on all these bitches (Fuckin' on all these bitches)
Put my life into this shit, yeah, reason I'm committed, yeah
Okay, bitch, let's get it
He got hit with a hunnid shots, ayy (He got hit with a hunnid shots)
He don't know what hit him, fuck 'round, might just spin his block, ayy (Fuck 'round, might just spin his block)
Found out he wasn't with it
He claim he slime, but why he snitchin'? Ayy
Now he on my shit list
Yeah, light him up like christmas
These bullets hot and fresh like biscuits
They diamonds dancin', they just hold racks in 'em
You know you ain't about that street shit, why the fuck you in it?
So now we creeping down your block and shit, all the windows tinted
We out the window, we got mop-sticks, why yo' ass went missin'?

[Chorus]
Yeah, bitch, I feel alone, ayy
I'm on my G-lone, ayy
And my heart so cold, ayy
It's not made of chrome
On my hip, yeah, I got chrome
That's some shit that's hittin' home (Yeah, that's some shit that's hittin' home)

[Outro]
He got hit with a hunnid shots, ayy
He don't know what hit him, fuck 'round, might just spin his block, ayy
Found out he wasn't with it