[Intro: ANKHLEJOHN]
Fuck n***as talking ‘bout, ayy, him lord
You know where the fuck I’m from
Big Lordy
I changed my name to Him Lord though
See everybody like, like, that’s him
Yeah

[Verse 1: ANKHLEJOHN]
This shit sound like the Game of Thrones (Huh?)
Lotta games I ain’t on, say my name wrong and it’s off, yeah
M&P out the window, K ain’t wrong, the beam on
My n***a low temper, he start shooting first if it seem wrong
They gon’ label this as a drug deal gone bad, I know it
Remind me of Blue Hill Avenue, you seen it, I know it
Take it easy when you snorting the coke, kid, you don't wanna turn into a blowfish
Roll the shit, I smoke trees where the policе live (In front of the White Housе)
N***a, I’m sick like Covid
Bitches loved me when I had no kid (The fuck?)
I can't imagine livin’ my life with no drip (How?)
The fit I got on today make no sense (I’m doin’ ‘em dirty)
I had ya’ style back in ‘06 (You n***as late)

[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]
Yeah
Fuck
Yo, check
Look, ayo
It’s cut and dry, you either with it or you ain’t (Uh huh)
Seen the best and worst with my two eyes, baby, I ain't no saint
They lacking fly artistry in the pictures they try to paint
Playing bargain, brand jargon, I’m Don Goggin, I rank uno
Everything I spew puto, in the booth I’m Cujo
Heard ya’ tape scraped, you stoop to a new low (Shit trash)
Only rock the vintage, no new low
Got a thing for fine, slightly toxic women that play a role like Cuoco
Remember every weekend was a new [?]
I’m popular
She treat me like a thermometer, [?]
She helped me sell my acid, had her on some ghetto shaman stuff
Dangerous, still’ll try to line you up
N***a, nah, we ain’t the same, our cloth way different, this shit a finer cut
Made from all of my trials and tribulations, designed in blood
Mommy told me go and get a job, I went a found a plug (Uh huh)
Forever hustlin’, really, my n***a, I’ll sell more than drugs (Fact)
You what I call a scrub
Lately I’d rather do it for the love, money’s a plus, just pay it all to us
You n***as covered all in rust, washed up
Started with hard luck, caught charges from livin’ in the rush
I leveled up, became a smarter crook, learnt more finesses
Cut the middleman out the picture, saw bigger extras (Cash)
Forever fuck you and who next up, just make sure that the check cut
Motherfucka