Ain't no one telling me nothing i dont know already i ain't tryna take yo advice, i been the good guy already but that shit got tired real quick now i ain't playing nice, i am not looking at nothing inside the store if i can't buy that muhfucka twice, i might’ve fell for that shit in the past you can bet that i won't trust a muhfucka twice

Verse 1

Yup - i tell these n***as to die n these bitches get lost , im getting sick of this shit and im sipping on medicine tryna get rid of this cough, lil n***a you are not a factor we ain't worried bout ya we tryna get rid of the boss
Im chiefin im feelin like Patrick throw one bullet at you and then i get rid of the ball
N***a dont hop in this field cuz you finna get blitzed, you can't be waiting for me to fall off if you is then i promise you finna get pissed
They be like Yac where you going dont hop in that car boy you sipping a dangerous mix
My n***a peeped in the back seen the pigs i ain't worried bout that cuz im swangin this bitch (swangin this bitch)
Yup - im doing 120 im on 215, i seen a whole lot of shit you ask if the police ask me i ain't seen a thing, boy i got a sub on me right now teach yo ass something - drop that boy in a lake like marine, lil n***a caught all the led innit ? mop with the baldheads in it bitch it’s Mr. Clean

N***a hop back in the stu and go try again that shit you kicking it ain't nothing new, n***as be talking a lot but please tell me do you think a n***a can do what i do?

Nope - you never been on this level my n***a you late, i feel so sorry for all these rap n***as you just want somebody to tell you you great, these n***as dont need no guns boy i promise they just need somebody to tell em they safe, fore i go overboard with the bullshit boy im gon need somebody to tell me to wait, wait
“Yac hold the fuck up these n***as dont hear what you sayin”
Shit it dont matter to me its just rapping to me long as these n***as know i ain't playin, n***as be acting like haters but really the boy just disguising his self as a fan, 30 on me like the size of my belt on the side of my belt - pull that muhfucka “Blam!”

(Hook Repeats)

Verse 2

N***a get back on yo grind get the fuck off my dick, i gotta pour up a line every time that i hear one of these n***as just dropped some new shit, im finna roll up a wood and im taking a hit every time that i make a new hit, boy by the end of this session im finna be out of my body im high than a bitch
Ain't no one telling me nothing i dont know already i already know what you know
Dont even think think about asking before you approach me you already know it was no
If you not having that shit dont even look at that shit boy dont even get close to the store
N***a run up on me he gon see all of this fire like when you get close to the smoke, Yup
Or get yo ass popped like when you get too close to the pope, n***a im running this rap royal rumble i throw any n***a up over the rope
Murda mo murda im murdering murder its back to the point we dont know what she wrote, got mfs telling me that i be taking this shit way too far i dont know where to go