(Yeah, yeah, Neeko you made that motherfuckin’ beat?)
(Ah nah, you ain’t made that motherfucker)

Bitch I'm back from the dead like I'm Freddy (heh)
Know I'm bout my Guapanese
Told that bitch she cannot get no guap from me
I can't give you nothing ‘less you giving top to me
You can't pull out 10 right now then you can't talk to me
Mask up, put gloves on, you better not get cold feet
Call me Mr. Double Back, I spin again make sure you 6 feet
Mr. Never Lacking, I was totin’ poles since like 16
Yeah, they laughed when I said that I would rap and now they hittin' me
Doing damagе in the city Neeko on the beat
762s ain't my favoritе I like 223s
Ks in the trappin' because these n***as watchin me
Get some money why the hell you n***as stalkin’ me

Big boy Rollie, it tell the time and the date
He ain't got it so I think that's why he hate
Get that bag and take yo bitch out to Jamaica
Know one thing about me I ain't no lover I'm a player
I took 2 pills to take my mind from out that place
I'm on that road it ain't no stoppin', fuck them jakes
Need some Cartier's to block out all the shade
Need to marinate with all this fuckin' flavor
I'm getting money you think I'm worried about a hater?
I'm havin' motion, fuck yo feelings, you gotta face it
Bitch, I'm back from the dead like I'm Freddy
Know I'm bout my Guapanese
Told that bitch she cannot get no guap from me
I can't give you nothing ‘less you giving top to me
You can't pull out 10 right now then you can't talk to me
Mask up, put gloves on, you better not get cold feet
Call me Mr. Double Back, I spin again make sure you 6 feet
Mr. Never Lacking, I was totin’ poles since like 16
Yeah, they laughed when I said that I would rap and now they hittin' me
Doing damage in the city Neeko on the beat
762s ain't my favorite I like 223s

This drake gone hit a n***a in his shit and knock him off his feet
You can't converse bout gettin' rich, then just don't talk to me
I got my stick up in the club, can't do a show without my rocket
And I'll glaze one by myself, don't give a fuck about no posse
N***as get shook every time I pop out
TP send the drop then you know I'm gone rock out
Young n***a shit, keep the Glock out
First n***a run up wrong then his ass gettin' knocked out
I put diamonds in my mouth because I love to talk my shit
I got some spacers on my roster, play with them then shit get blitzed
Bout that its pressure, save all the extra, I ain't doin no flexing, step and watch how shit get hectic
Hundred rounds in the drum, shit sound like royal rumble
Perk shit up like thunder
I came straight from the slums, know n***as wanna take me under
So I gotta make me something before I leave here
Go kill him for he take you out
Can't say it ain't something I think about
Back from the dead like I'm Freddy
Know I'm 'bout my Guapanese
Told that bitch she cannot get no guap from me
I can't give you nothing ‘less you giving top to me
You can't pull out 10 right now then you can't talk to me
Mask up, put gloves on, you better not get cold feet
Call me Mr. Double Back, I spin again make sure you 6 feet
Mr. Never Lacking, I was totin’ poles since like 16
They laughed when I said that I would rap and now they hittin' me
Doing damage in the city, Neeko on the beat
762s ain't my favorite I like 223s (I like 223s)