[Intro]
Reapyy
I tie a noose, he gon' swing from a rope like he Tarzan
I hit up Stacy if I order something he carted
I ain't a regular artist
Ugh

Lil XD on my waist go retarded
I got your homie, my blunt, I'ma spark it
Aim on his head I got something to target
Nothing has changed I always been heartless
World War 2, all the ops I be harming
You not a big dog so why is you barking?
I set the price so I don't wanna bargain
Scope on the rifle I feel like a marksman

She pull my dick out my pants it enlarged
Bringing it in yeah we passing the margain
Off of the xans I'm in space like a Martian
Post it online we slide to your apartment
I got the fish but its not off the market
That boy gon' fold when he down like a [?]
Taking a CC, regular charges
I swear they all copy me look what I started

I left that bitch at the party
I wanna kill the department
Police

I got some bricks all on my luggage
Don't give no fucks, I send shots to your brothers
Big 83 you should know how I'm comin'
Talk down on mine then I'm killing your cousin
And I ride with that 5 on my hip 'cause I'm buzzin'
And he knew what it was and you not what it wasn't
Send 2-3 shots straight in that boy stomach

No I'm at the mono, I'm not at the function
I be on the block with the boys know we juggin'
Stick holdin' the 20 I shot at the dozen
I'm robbin' that boy with like no repercussion
Sipping on [?]
Man this shit getting hot like it came out the oven
No I'm not with that cappin' I'm not with that fussin'
I'm outside [?]
And the feds at the door I won't let 'em they comin' in
They tryna fight all these [?] I've been
I put 2 percs in my drink I can't stomach it
I put my dick in her body, she lovin' it
Walkin' in Neiman's I got me another fit
[?] real pussy I'm getting right under it
Give me [?] like an ostrich
This blade gonna slice [?]
[?]
[?] octopus
[?] I thought you was too cool just to talk to us
That lil' bitch slopping us
I gotta pick up that bitch in my [?]
Said he ahead we gon' knock off his [?]
Posted with Yac and we getting a lot of buzz
He got a shirt we shoot first ain't no time to duck
I got some stains on my phone I'ma line 'em up
I feel like the Devil I rip out his eyeballs so he do not win it
They talk about crack in they songs but I swear they had never stepped foot in no motherfucking kitchen
I don't gotta say shit [?] know that I get it
And they know I got money don't know how I spend it
Been [?] getting rich I don't even know how the fuck i am gonna make it to the finish
I just robbed your boy like I had no remorse
When I think about it I just really start grinning
I feel like a [?] with all of these whores
They don't even know I got multiple women
They be with the snitches they be [?] in court
They tryna get me c'ause they mad that I did it
Shawty can see that I'm dressed up in [?]
Livin' that life I'ma make 'em stop living
[?] in your block is what will get you shot
[?] better speak well --- credit