360 Boy Lil Gotit

[Intro]
Ayy, cuz, shut that back door right quick
He act like he don't hear me, man, shut that back door, man
Hurry up, shut the back door, nigga, stop lookin' at me, smilin'
Ayy, ayy, ayy, trip, trippy boys
Man, shut the fuck up while I'm doin' this shit though, man, back to my motherfuckin' album, alright, I know it be hatin'-ass niggas in the background
These hatin'-ass niggas in the background be crazy
One thing about me, man, I ain't never hated or showed a nigga I really needed 'em
I pop this shit three hundred and sixty-five days of the year, man, with no camera
I lost my love, my twin, my dog, I was off this shit for two years, really wasn't stuntin'
But I know every moment, every second, every hour, or day, a mouthful of cap-ass niggas talkin' 'bout YP island
I know they want it if I got it, I know hе want 'em, but I'm gettin' my bread, ain't no mystеry with this shit
Still gon' rock these clothes, still gon' fuck these huffs, get this monion, this shit here, jit, I promise
I won't ever show my hand again
I go by Top Chef Hood Baby Thotty, whatever you wanna call me
But one thing you can't call me, disloyal or a tail-tugger
Slatt, this shit 'til we dead and pale, jack
Let's go
(Taurus)

[Chorus]
360 boy, I hop out F&N-N
360 boy, hit Maxfield, then I'm spendin'
5.56 in the clip, it hurt your shin-'in
I ain't hurtin, bitch, I'm splurgin', countin' these Benjins
No L's in the foreign, license suspended
Ten P's, I been dressin' in this vintage
These niggas say they killers, but who really?
All I see is red on the stick, rockin' Rick