Please proceed with some caution
Young TiLLIE got glocks, when he shoot he gon' pop shit
And he get rid of niggas like toxins
We get bands, my nigga, we on it
Yeah, we get bands, boy, the gang getting rich
We got swag, boy this shit is legit
Smoking loud, I can't hear
Ice my wrist and my ear
I can't f*ck with these hoes
Slime them out, wipe their nose
And we stay toting poles
He get hit in his dome
And my ears got some pointers, my wrist full of stones
Now my girl is real bad so she come give me head
And we come with that .40 to get that boy dead, uh
Go get that boy dead and stop playing
Send bullets to hit and rotate in his brain
Yes, I'm back and I'm back with the heat, yeah
Got some new swag on me, from my head to my feet, yeah
Boy, I'm back with the heat
Double C on my shit
Put Dior all on me
Double G on my clique
And we stay in designer, that's how we be stepping
If it ain't LOST CULT, I don't know what you're wearing
Yeah, said I'm back with the heat
Just came back from the streets
Told that boy take a seat
Got some 4s on my feet and a cross on my earring
And that ain't LOST CULT, girl, take off what you're wearing
