Yeah, Revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge, revenge
Match my new clothes
Ball super hard, fuck is you on?
I pull up like top gear, yeah
I pull up like top gear, uh, skirtt, uh
You can drop the top here, you can give me top here
Girl with the blonde hair
Yeah, you can drop the top here, you can give me top here
.40 on me, not scared
You can drop the top here, you can give me top here
I can count my guap here, it really don't stop here
Yes, I got my Glock here, when is it not here?
Hey, Rifle from like a Russian, aim it at your head
More than a concussion, fuck n***a you dead
Enough of discussion
Treat my bitches like my money, I'm gonna keep 'em coming, aye
Treat my bitches like my fans, I'm gonna keep 'em running, aye
Feel like Birdman or Lil Wayne, 'cause you know I'm stunning, aye
Feel like drake or some, started from the bottom
Keep new Magnums on me at all times, Gun and a Condom
On the scene fly, on the scene you flodgin'
I feel like I'm Batman had to lose Robin
I was still Robbin', still got on snobbin'
Still at the top with my n***as, we was mobbin'
Real shit, I can't make this up hoe
Put your makeup on hoe, cause you know you not cute
Pull up in that short skirt, that's a drive-thru
Pull up on this block and let it go just like a drive-thru
And I got them orders, whippin' on that water
Plug, can't pronounce his name but I know he came from cross the border
Drugs, take them too much, I'm out of order
Rugs, bodies under them, we ain't gon' discuss it
Xan's in my stomach, give her pipe like a plumber
She said I'm goin' dumb, had to turn up and go dumber
.40 on me is dumping, I'm gon' pop the truck up it
Then I smash your pumpkin, I don't give a fuck
Fuck 'em cause he talkin' 'bout nothin'
Pull up on him, he get changed, kinda like the subject
Designer on me, I had to change
Started flossing, started saucin'
Lay off work 'cause everyday, 'cause I'm a boss
Pull up on him, huh, aye, let it off
I sip codeine everyday to heal the cough
On my dick, give me some air, bitch, please get off
(He ain't never dream until get some scared of)
Fuck with me, you gon' get shot, you gon' get caught
N***a only dream of breaking off they mask
Cookin' up, yeah, whip that work
Serve it everywhere, sold that shit at church, yeah
All I know is get the cash, pop a perc, uh, hey
Go crazy, everyday, that's the motto, hey
Live my real life like it's Grand Theft Auto
Don't believe me, look inside my closet, there's a semi-auto
Don't believe me, look inside my trunk, there's a fully-auto
Pop you like a bottle then I fuck your model
She won't see tomorrow, yeah
Codeine double, I sip that shit when I feel like I'm in trouble
Ballin' on my ex, I need a triple-double
Ask me what's it 'bout, bitch, it's about the hustle
Hey, flexin' on these n***as, don't gotta move a muscle
Pills got me in my head, dog, got me feelin' like I'm dead, dog
4-4 my bulldog, shoot a fuck n***a head off
We ain't aiming at the legs, dog, ooh, rich dog
Sauce on that bitch, like, ooh, ooh, wrist on
Ice on my wrist, I'm so official
Fuck shootin' guns, I'll get a missile, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, when I start bitch, huh, stop, pull up on the scene
Rollie on me, stop, watch
Pants saggin', cause I tote a big Glock
.30 on me, I'm gon' let it off
You still got the safety on, how you a killer?
You know that ion' got my safety on
I pray that your n***as don't
When I pull up, cause if they there, I'm gon' get your n***as gone
We could play, back 'em up
We could play, like a opp
We could play, shoot at cops
We could play, with the mobs
You don't wanna see us play with the mobs
We could play, like a opp
We could play, shoot at cops
We could play, with the mobs
You don't wanna see us play with the mobs
Ima' stay calm, count my commas
But If you want smoke, then I'm loading up llamas
Ima' stay calm and count my commas
But If you want smoke, then I'm loading up llamas, yeah
Army on my side, bitch, all of us is hills
We don't really got no sidekick
Posted up at hills, whipping up that, yeah
Serving it to your parents
Count on me hoe, my army always
Count up, yeah
Money on me always, gun on me always
Life's a book, you stupid hoe we not on the same page
I grew up getting money, take your money and all that
You talkin' down on me, catch a bullet hole in your ballcap
Yeah, I could rap for real
In the trap, I trap for real
N***a's fake, they act for real
I was pouring up act for real
Fuck n***a you not in the field
Run up on me, get pop like a pill
Oh, it's all for real
I'm gonna keep my weapon concealed
Every day, got my weapon concealed
Run up on me, I'm shooting the kill
N***a better write all your wills
I'm loadin up and shoot for real
I pop a pill on the real
I need the feeling of the real
I need the feeling of the real
I overdose on the pills, Vicodin, exotic shit
I pop a molly and oxy, out of my body, I catch a body
Bitch, I be feeling like Ozzy
Kamikaze, bombing on that bitch or some
Tell that bitch that she should suck my dick or some
I'll be makin' cash, n***as make assumptions
Me, I'm makin' something, always out of nothing
My heads not out, but my bands stay out
Passed out, OD, on my couch
Hey, to what?
Double cup my lean, double cup my lean
Red leds are my Glock, I just bought a beam
OD, on the lean, lean, supreme
Ballin' on that hoe, yeah, like me
That little bitch ain't me, huh
That little bitch, ooh, aye
That little bitch been enemy's, huh
That little bitch, huh, aye
That little bitch love me, huh
That little bitch, huh, aye
That little bitch love me, huh
That bitch a druggie, huh
That bitch need her makeup, because that bitch is ugly
So she can't touch me, huh
Pull up on the scene, just me, huh
Check a n***a like Nike, huh
Goyard on me like damn, what's that price?
Bitch, pricey, fuck that hoe then leave
Shoot the party then leave
Off of the Molly, I leave
She ride my dick like it's steep, I get the shit that she need
Bitch, I'm hungry, I'm a feed
Pull up on 'em ima shoo-, uh, pull up on her, I'm a beast
N***as from over-east, we go crazy in the streets
We go brazy in the streets
Meditating 'til my soul evaporate
.40 on my hip like "who gon die today?"
I just want some peace, want some inner peace
I got out of enemies, and in the enemies
Demons in my soul, they won't let go
Hey, I don't trust a soul, feel like Metro
Hey, hoes sticking to me like I'm velcro
No adidas, but this nina give you shelltoes
I was balling on my ex like a AND1
Oh, Drace on me, and I tote it like a handgun
If he talking, he get caught up out the random
Fuck that bitch, because I'm young rich and handsome
Yeah, they can't fuck with the kid, if they wanted
Yeah, we smoked, n***as like we smoke marijuana
Roll a backwood up in a backwood
Got the pack wood on me, up to no good
Play that bitch like Hendrix, fuck her to my music
Kick her out, thought I was kidding
That was talking tough till I pull up and tote that Smithen
Feel like Stevie Wonder, I can see these n***a ain't got no vision
Fuckin' that bitch in the back of the passenger
You know I'm going, hey
Off of a Molly and Xanny, icondin you know I'm rolling
Hey, don't give a fuck if police patrolling
Runnin' up on him, ima smoke him, hey
All these n***as be jokes
I'm gon' pull this card, right?
Like he playing poker
I'm gon' take his soul, right?
Look like Illuminati
Bitch, I got the shotty, I shoot up the party
That bitch off the Molly, n***a barely parkin'
I'm gon' push to start it, I'm gon' push to start it
I get cash regardless, caught you shopping at target
Gucci on me for a bargain
Pull up on his ass, he flodgin'
Hey, I be robbing
Then feel like I'm rich now
R-Kelly with the shits
Bitch, I'm pissed off
I'm gon' beat his face, seein' if he get lock jaw
They gon' try to book a man, look like Matt Locke
Smokin' good weed with some bad cops
Toting good guns that's some bad odds
Double cut my troubles away, Ima do that
Chopper in my Gucci bag, not afraid to shoot that
I be wavy as hell, like a Durag
Pull up on his team, yeah, get his whole crew snapped off
Pop off like a soda, Codeine in my soda
Got the force like Yoda, yuh
Pop off like a soda, Codeine in my soda
Got the force like Yoda, dawg
Pop off like a soda, Codeine in my soda
Got the force like Yoda
That bitch is a Xbox, I am her controller
I'ma run the whole shit, kinda like a moda
Plug it like a modem, ball like Lamar Odom
Crack like Lamar Odom, smack like Lamar Odom
I'm the best to ever do it, I don't know who told ya
This your girl, then why she over here, grabbing my scrotum
I'm on top of everything, can't nobody stop me
I am not a Rolex bitch, you can't watch me
I am not a Hublot bitch, you can't clock me
Yes, I got a good card, bitch, you could Glock me
Pull up in that new thing, feeling like a Bruce Wayne
Swag on these hoes, designer my clothes
Change my wardrobe, like I change hoes
Like I said, all girls acting like the same ho
Pull up shooting like a gun range ho
But if you die, you ain't comin' back
This is not a gun game ho
Pa-resident like saint ho
Pull up on the scene shootin' bullet hole in your brain
Fuck that bitch and then I kick her out
Aye, you kissin' her, my dick was in her mouth
You really think that shit is, oh
You fucked that bitch for the clout
You fucked that bitch when she trout, ugh
You fucked that bitch by this trout, Ha
Do it for the clout
She told me I should follow her on Insta
She was sending pictures, her ass smoking swishers
And she got a n***a, go fick
All these bitches lowkey have a n***a
All these bitches lowkey have a stigma
All these bitches lowkey have a nigma, ha
I getcha, but no, we cannot take a picture
Bitch, I won't stop, bitch, I won't stop
Getting to the cash, yeah, getting to the guac
She ain't worried about my sun sign, sign
She just worry about my moon sign, sign
She asking me 'bout crystals and ask if it's an issue
If I carry one at all times
She asking me about alchemy and ask if I've been cleansed
In my past time (I ask her, "why?")
She say he gon find out when you sleep at night
It don't get realer than that
Pouring up codeine in my- (Mumble)
I don't wanna hear about him
He's irrelevant and I'm up next
I got everything he wants, that's an upset
I can never give a fuck if I cared
So no, I don't care, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh