I don't got no dead homies, keep that colt to myself
Won't take a life cuz I got more to shoot then shit from my belt
Y'all catching cases I catch payments from the depths of my cellar
Don't gotta leave the house cuz people like the beats that I'm selling
I'm yelling bottoms up, chiefin on some cali bud
Tryna pace my facin' cuz I take in more than I can cusp
Life is for the taking y'all seem happy tryna pay the cover
I got guns and butter so you know I'm always down to toast...
My jeans washed up, Macaulay Culkin
Might fuck around take off the condom, and fuck yo offspring
She call me daddy I'm a problem, I'm never calling
She get some issues with the talking, she sucking balls then
I lose my balance off the beam, still I never hit the lean
Reefer ripping off the scene, snatch yo hazes and yo cheese
Make you faggots kiss the ring...
Saying fag in '17?
I don't care about the mean
Just take it any way you please...
Got myself a dime now all these thirsty kitties stalking
2 hits to the lip just cuz these pussies used to talking
Please don't fuck around, may as well put on your night gear
You talk from far away, understand my knuckles right here...
I'm stacking clean, what you make in a week I take to the mall
Don't got a job that's why you don't know not to play with a boss
Man I'm the illest in the game you pussies faking a cough
I'll have you shitting out yo teeth and you still trying to floss
I got CC's of cream, cheese, sauce and this prestige
I'm off teams, I'm only bout the fam, fuck the lease
I beat, squeeze, and eat sleez, all about free keeps
I play for em, taking these fake cards like beach week
Fuck you need to teach me, I already fuck bitches
Hoes you tryna slide in probably wish I would've cummed in 'em
Take your shot and run with it, go ahead and send her that DM you do, like
"You tryna steal my heart? Because you done did it..."
How you tryna fuck with me, you can't reach the suffix
Homie I can see the top I'm gettin sucked without the covers
You just bluffin', just a puppet tryna fuck the girl I fuck with
Lookin' like the kinda dude that used to ask her where your hug is
But I'mma give you amnesty, please don't go and have a spree
Like you was bout to swing and 20 hits is what you had for me
You can keep that 140 characters of savagery
And I'll just do my talking after your assault and battery
And I don't wanna hear a fucking word about these shooters that you don't know
And even if you did that doesn't float bro
Since when did someone else that's gettin dirty make you tough as fuck
Don't you go and talk about them thirties less you bust em bruh...
Y'all ain't even done it once, prolly haven't held a gun
Still you shoot emojis on the gram while posing with the funds
That you prolly emptied out yo savings just to stunt em up
The second mama finds out what you did go get to running bruh
Bunch of faggots talking 'bout my name in the sneak
I think it's funny 'cause you nothing but a payment to me
You mad as fuck yo girl ignores you cuz she's hanging with me
You play my songs to hear a flaw that sounds like changing to me
I rock Tommy, my block got me
Stopping for anybody man that's not me
I got got it, who are you? Please remind me
Prolly commy, you slob knobbing turn you to origami
I'm a problem, I don't got em, I'm spitting this hit poddy
You novice, you cock-blocking, probably been dicking mommy
I'm dasani, I'm flowing, bass kickin', fuckin' karate
Come and find me, I'm prolly riding shotty with fucking Scotty
Popping ollies, vision blotty, tryna hop in where she poddy
What you watch is not accomplishment to me, I probably got the shit
I hear that people hate me, I take that shit as a compliment
Do not forget, I don't even know that y'all exist
Still I'm topping conversation y'all just talking sucking dick
