[Verse]
It's hard to pray for the reaper, on my soul, that boy a demon
Need money conversations, it ain't guap, then we ain't speaking
I'm like fuck that friendly shit, I want some smoke, I find a reason
Of course my brother for no pussy, he know that'll be treason
Gave lil shawty hush money, keep it shush and she was cheesing
I ain't ever running out this money 'til my n***as bleeding
If them lights behind me, God beside me, praying while I'm speeding
I keep spilling all my cups, I'm knowing damn well I don't need it (Uhh)
All cash what I handle, straight business
I ain't ever check a tag, I'll spend it
Brand new paper tags in it, I', spending
My new bitch a ten fasho, how I'm winning
I ain't on my pivot bitch, how I'm lifted
Got that Tris inside my system, straight tripping
Put a switch on that lil' shh, straight ticket
Play it safe lil gang, I stay with it
Rather play it safe than effects on the stage
You ain't gotta get my point, I see it in all lanes
If I love you, I might make you love the Draco
And tell lil bro go slide with that stick and see what you say about it
Triple crosses, I'm a boss, I wouldn't even link, I pass it(Blrrd)
When we fucking, hit the shower, my hoe be getting messy
I want pussy, percs and drank, I'll take that shit as presents
I paid the high the high for my lil' cup, I got that shit from Petty
I've been praying to my wiz, he told me that I'm ready
What's the point of pouring that pop if that lil' shit ain't heavy?
What's the point of throwing that switch on if your shit ain't steady?
Persistence, I'm knowing that this AR stop an engine block
Cameraman, I'll send the clip before he send a shot
Businessman, heard it's 'bout some money, they gon' get your top
Ceiling fan, they gon' spin and spin and spin until they bend the block
It ain't nothing for the kid to get them shots fired
Call that bitch right there my porch, but she for outside
(Haa)
(Blrrd)