[Intro (Phone Call)]
Donka: "Hello?"
D Freezo: "Ay, what up Donka. What you on?"
Donka: "Shit, you know, ghouling, ghouling, in the stu, making hits. Shit, what you on, broski?"
D Freezo: "Shit, I'm in the stu too, fo'. I'm trying to make it out."
Donka: "Shit, man, when we gon' hop in the stu, bro man? It's been a lil' minute bro."
D Freezo: "It's whenever, just tap in, fo, I'll get up with you."
Donka: "Alright, on bro, shit, we gone have to make a Payback remix or some. Shit, I'ma get up with you."
D Freezo: "Fo'nem! Let'em know!
Donka: "Alright, folks grave."
D Freezo: "Be smooth..."
[Verse: 1]
I heard these niggas want smoke, well warning, Draco got nicotine
I'm a rich lil' nigga, been counting up thousands of dollars before I was seventeen
I'm a boss lil' nigga, steady pulling up to the stu, name a nigga ahead of me
Fuck the cost, my nigga, I see it, I like it, then that's what it is, can't talk to me
I got shooters that shoot like they're drafted to NBA, I know them niggas ain't popping me
Hit up KK, that's broski and fo'nem gon' pop out, now we 'bout to ball like Monopoly
I pull up to my school with the car that your man wanted, baby girl tell me what you see
Got a Glock and Ruger, you can choose your fate, but I swear you won't be in my oddysey
I got choppas that blows like Teanna Trump (bitch)
Swear to god, these niggas ain't nun' to me
I'm gon' get to that bag, in it like a pussy, on bro, bet no nigga question me
I can't wife me a bitch 'cause I know that the way that I live gon' have that bitch stressing me
Dodging niggas, olay, you feel like you can touch me and find out why I got this gun with me
And I just made a play, on the way to a date with the money, these bitches ain't fun to me
But if you got some cake, lil' baby come my way, I could show you why niggas don't fuck with me
I know niggas be fake, so I'm walking with Nina because she gon' bring out that honesty
I'm that nigga that your bitch sneaks off to at night, yeah I know these niggas know what's up with me
(*RING*)
D Freezo: "Hello?"
???: "Ay, what's up my nigga. Heard you got the loud."
D Freezo: "Shit, what you need?"
???: "Let me get it for the Trey 5, get me way high."
I'm like, yeah I know what you mean
Throw that shit in a zip, put the rubber band on it, you can catch me posted on Evergreen (bet)
All my niggas lowkey, 'cause we stay in the shadow when we got them arms, no centipede
All that talking shit old, nigga send the addy, better come and do what you say to me
I'm gon' beat on your head like a drum and I might leave a scar, just to show you courtesy
I ain't with all that flexing shit, bitch if I got it I wear 'cause I know heard of me
As a jit I was wildin', I asked my OG could she sing me a trap as my nursery
Now I got your attention, go and tell the music game, I'ma fuck up the industry
This motherfucker's so hot, make a drought in the Earth, but they know that a drought I would never see
With a nigga like me walking 'round in your section I know I'm reason for jealousy
And these be Plankton, I'm Mr. Krabs, ain't no nigga dare get my recipe
And I noticed you niggas like putting on shows, so we gon' catch all of y'all separately
Fucked that bitch couple years ago, now that I'm up, she gon' text me talking 'bout some pregnancy
Nowadays I've been smarter with shit like my trap ain't a trap, turned that bitch to a weaponry
Got a Cuban, Latina, Puerto Rican, Asian, Hispanic, Caucasian and Ebony
Trying to tell these niggas I'm a different breed, and it's obvious, they can't compare to me
Throw a bandana 'round my mouth with some aviators, they can't get my identity
I been grinding for years, but I remain patient, 'cause I know I'ma blow eventually
And RIP T-Mac, free my nigga Chuck in the game, but police gave him penalties
I salute to my peoples, acknowledge them, nigga, I fuck with my family heavily
Niggas say he got money, I know that he lying 'cause that nigga look like a parody
Had to think of some shit I came up with a style, they copying me like a parakeet
If you talk out your neck, introduce you to Draco and Ski, and it won't be no felony
You see I get a pack and I flip it like that, I be making money for my legacy
And I know I'm up next 'cause all of the bad bitches T'ing up to my melody
Niggas think I'm barbaric 'cause I'll kill a opp and I'll rock that shit like an accessory
And I still got a Glock on me, even when I'm in the shower 'cause that's a necessity
And don't let my appearance effect your decision 'cause that'll put your life in jeopardy
Niggas say he shooters, I call up my steppers and tell'em take over your armory
In the meanwhile tell them niggas to open up shop, we the local pharmacy
[Outro]
I heard these niggas want smoke, well warning, Draco got nicotine
I'm a rich lil' nigga, been counting up thousands of dollars before I was seventeen
I'm a boss lil' nigga, steady pulling up to the stu, name a nigga ahead of me
Fuck the cost, my nigga, I see it, I like it, then that's what it is, can't talk to me
I got shooters that shoot like they're drafted to NBA, I know them niggas ain't popping me, hit up KK, that's broski and fo'nem gon' pop out, now we 'bout to ball like Monopoly
I pull up to my school with the car that your man wanted, baby girl tell me what you see
Got a Glock and Ruger, you can choose your fate, but I swear you won't be in my oddysey
D Freezo: "Hello?"
???: "Ay, what's up my nigga. Heard you got the loud."
D Freezo: "Shit, what you need?"
???: "Let me get it for the Trey 5, get me way high."
I'm like, yeah I know what you mean
Throw that shit in a zip, put the rubber band on it, you can catch me posted on Evergreen (bet)
All my niggas lowkey, 'cause we stay in the shadow when we got them arms, no centipede
... I can't wife me a bitch 'cause I know that the way that I live gon' have that bitch stressing me ...
... find out why I got this gun with me
