Hey Chris bro, this one of those times you know I'm a special
If we get in a shootout, I'ma get that kid like a Russian
I said, why don't you just brought a pound of depression?
We've been smoking the exact body
Woo, ho
I hear the kid like a Russian
Quarterback sack, bitch, I'm Russian
Count all the cash in America
English, Spanish, Chinese, and Russian
I meet your hair like concussion
She give me hair like concussion
Love when she suck with a ton
And she put in the throat like a motherfuckin' cushion
White police look at me crooked
I'm a young nigga gettin' that money, that's why
Look at that, aren't you, bitch, crooked?
Why all you bitches be ugly, them beady-ass eyes?
You gettin' jewelry taken
You claim that you told him, how come you ain't let that bitch fly?
I never get jewelry taken
My bitches shoot you in the face if you think about trying
My money make me a giant, oh
I hit him like FIFA for all of y'all
If I go broke, I'ma take his dog
Right before his door, y'all
These niggas askin' me where I come from
I come from the city where it's cold, y'all
Always gotta look up his shoulder
Now I'ma so on a small guard
Man down, look, who is the man now?
Can't wait till the drugs touch down
He and Lottie Maxx for half a park around
Chris White say he puttin' them down
Know he pop pockets every time they around
And when they layin' around
Lottie say make her friend

I'm a different person when I'm off of the park
Catch a body and I won't even know it
I make a song off the purple, I'm focused
Make an album, *, they that what was focused
Catch him lackin', I'ma shoot him, I'm hopin'
Like a cigarillo, bitch, I'ma smoke him
L-O-L, all of these niggas be jokin'
They make your name, they kill him, they keep provokin'
I get the killing creation
Quarterback sack, bitch, I'm rushin'
Count all the cash in American
English is brand new, Chinese is Russian
I need your healing concussion
I need your healing concussion
She give me hell like concussion
Love when she stuck with a tonic
She put in the throne like a motherfuckin' cushion
White police look at me crooked
I'm a young nigga gettin' that money, that's wild
Look at that, aren't you, bitch, crooked?
Why all you bitches be ugly?
Them beady ass hot
You gettin' jewelry taken
You claim that you're totin'
How come you ain't let that bitch fly?
I never get jewelry taken
My bitches shoot you in the face
If you think about trying
My girl be like a motherfuckin' sergeant
That 40 on me, shoot like I'm from a squadron
My clear on the move, my bitch be like a soldier
I'm not from this planet
I promise to God I'm a motherfuckin' Martian
Call me Jews with a Martian
I'm Marvin the Martian
I'm super like Marvel
My drip is so marvelous
Drop the dead race for lovin'
So so much the first week
That * goin' harder than granted
And marvelous
It makes you go play them all, niggas
That happened, gone gold in a minute
These niggas been slippin'
Pussy remind me of pussy niggas
I kill pussy with dick
Pussy niggas with Smithin'
I don't got time for these rookie niggas
Yeah, I know I'm a rookie
Far from a beginner
I used to smoke pipe
But that * got old now
I smoke Gelato with Scotty
I'm here for you
That nigga trippin'
Gon' and get rid of him
These niggas really ain't rappers
They don't get on rhythm
They hop on hot 808s and all the ***
I'm your father, Darth Vader, Redbeam
I'm the sith
I heard your little bitch got herpes
Don't think that I'm kidding
Why you think she ain't * you
Or suckin' a man?
Tried to give it to me, bitch
I'm takin' you trippin'
Are you the kid like a Russian?
Quarterback, sack bitch, and Russian
Count all the cash in America
English, Spanish, Chinese, and Russian
I need your hair like concussion
I need your hair like concussion

She give me hair like concussion
Love when she suck with a ton
And she put in the throat like a motherfuckin' cushion
White police look at me crooked
I'm a young nigga gettin' that money, that's why
Look at that, aren't you, bitch, crooked?
Why all these bitches be ugly?
Them beady eyes hot
You gettin' jewelry taken
You claim that you told him
How come you ain't let that bitch fly?
I never get jewelry taken
My bitches shoot you in the face
If you think about Christ
Only ain't gotta shoot
My bitches shoot you in the face
Then she shoot your bitch in the face
Then we shoot your bitch in the face
Then we may go out for a date
After shootin' you in the face