Spartan! (This shit hard Worm) I pop out with the band Couple sumn racks when you look in my pants Uh huh Ask for help, I could lend you a hand Hear me out, I could give you a plan Heard you broke, on this block you'll get fixed We gon' make sure you eat You gon' run up some bands Don't run up even if you a fan cuz my brodie'll blam Put ya shit in the stands (Uh) Bitch my name is Big Munch and I come from the trench Keep a gun, why the fuck is you playing with me Got that Drizzy, you know that it's staying with me They know Ion give a fuck what they saying to me Got like 300 shots in this little blue truck Spin ya block, yeah that sound like a plan to me Shouldn't've played with them Spartans Yeah my killers heartless They quick to turn you to a memory I'm in this whip and I'm laid back Treat every street like a racetrack No undercover You want some pressure We gone pop out where they stay at This addy a 30 Off two different perkies If we do 'em dirty it is what it is We 'bout to blow 'em but we seen a stroller You know I got love when it comes to the kids Free all my ns that's doing a bid When you come home give you money and spend Yes I'm a rapper I'm not a actor Don't get me wrong cuz I swear I'mma clap ya All of my young ns trapping, they getting it in I just want the money ain't here for the friends Talked to God said "I won't do it again" But that na get out I'mma kill him again BTA I put that switch on ya patna Your's Vs. Mine, yeah, you know that's a slaughter They told me stay out the way, I'm a artist Opps ain't gon' do nun but tell on somebody We gon' call this Belt To Ass Come through fast that car gon' crash Me and Munchyy Before the rap, we been locked in since Rabaya class I pop out with the band Couple sumn racks when you look in my pants Uh huh Ask for help, I could lend you a hand Hear me out, I could give you a plan Heard you broke, on this block you'll get fixed We gon' make sure you eat You gon' run up some bands Don't run up even if you a fan cuz my brodie'll blam Put ya shit in the stands (Uh) Bitch my name is Big Munch and I come from the trench Keep a gun, why the fuck is you playing with me Got that Drizzy, you know that it's staying with me They know Ion give a fuck what they saying to me Got like 300 shots in this little blue truck Spin ya block, yeah that sound like a plan to me Shouldn't've played with them Spartans Yeah my killers heartless They quick to turn you to a memory (Nah nah) (Nuh-nah-nah) (Nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-na-naaah) (Naaah huhh) (Uh-huh)