Oh, * it, turn it up, Cash
I'm out of tune, ayy, I'm out of tune, ayy, bitch
Baby, I'm a pill popper, I like X
It's still for my opps, cause they ain't on *
And the * they ain't changed, cause I got a blue check
Still on the same thing, nigga, motherfuckin' sick
We gon' * your brother up, nigga, better stay blessed
When you see that cutter up, nigga, better not *
We gon' stand over one, then we bail out quick
Better chase his ass down, nigga, better not quit
Want them killers on your ass, cause you taught that *
Want a bag on your head, wanna sell out, bitch
You want your people on that front row, cryin' all sick
Close cash, and now you stupid ass lookin' like a fist
Devo with the Drake, hop out, take *
Spot a opp, all I see on that shirt is race, nigga
So don't blame me if I about to try to chase *
Pullin' up on who? Nah, I'm not Jake J
Tragedy, that boy a fossil, historic place
Now I'm on a mission like the party, cause Colerace did
Now I'm Captain Private Potter, been there, though, with Shake It
Murder weapon, I don't got it, cause it's where the lake is
Let me stop playin' for they tryin' to investigate me
Man, my Drake hatin', niggas, ooh, I think it's racist
Clock a nigga out, baby, in the regulation
When you run a nigga down, light breath, pace it
Bro, ain't knock his brain out, *, that's what the K did
Nigga got me feelin' off, now I wanna spray *
Ain't gon' run it, boy, you're ho, I'm the state chaps
One nigga got lucky, he'll never run again
Yeah, stupid, stupid boy
Bitch