RUNNIN THIS SHIT I FEEL LIKE A SOPRANO
MY BOY GOT MY BACK HE WONT RUN OUT OF AMMO
THESE BITCHES CANT PLAY ME LIKE IM A PIANO
AND THEY LIKE TO HATE WITH NO TALENT, FANTANO
YOU SEEING MY SILHOUETTE, HIDE IN THE SHADOWS
MY DICK IS SO BIG I MIGHT NEED ME A LASSO
YOU FAKIN THOSE STATS WHY THE FUCK YOU SO SHALLOW
YOU HUFFIN THOSE CHEMICALS, GO SMOKE TOBACCO UH

BITCH IM A MOB BOSS
SHE GOT THE TATAS
I GOOGOO GAGA
LET IT GO FA FA UH

SUCK ON MY WILLY, NO WONKA UH
HOP OUT THE WAGON I’LL STOMP YA UH

BIG BOOTS STEPPIN
I STAY WITH THAT WEAPON
IM FORCING CONFESSIONS
LIKE I WAS THE REVEREND
BUT THERES NO DISCRETION
YOU AINT WORTH THE STRESSIN
GO WORSEN DEPRESSION

HOLD THE TEC
FEEL LIKE IM BOBA FETT
AINT EVEN TEXT HER YET
ALREADY WET, CEMENT
SHAKE IT FOR A DIRTY MOTHERFUCKER IN A GAS MASK
SHE FROM ITALY, SMALL WAIST BUT HER ASS FAT

MATCH THAT, PASS THAT
PUSSY GET WHACKED FAST
RACK BACK, FAT SWAG
THAT’S WHAT YOU LACK BAD

Gabagool? over heeeereeeeee

ALRIGHT BET
ON MY SET
WE THE SHIT
W UP NEXT

I feel like im Tony can't trust none you bitches
I stay on my own and im hiding my riches
I ain't talking lilo, ill leave you stitches
Im lighting it up but it ain't even Christmas
Y’all hating my ass turn around and say “kiss this”
Y’all fuckers be hypocrites acting complicit