They say that I'm a clone, I'm not a human being Cause I can go numb and mute all my human feelings Got a murder on my belt, it's holding up my denim I'm keeping the feds out my biz, you trying to put them in them You say you want a square off, well *** your square off Chopper knock your hair off, it turns your back off I pray my haters get corona, stop their coughing on me That last nigga ran up on me in a coffin, homie I know the feds listen to me, they my competition Couldn't beat me fast, well so they recruited snitches Put your homie in the ICU, he needed snitches You acting gangster, but deep down you know y'all really bitches I make it snowstorm, now the flurry, whip it in a hurry They say I did it, I'm so rich, I still crank up the jury They wanna hang me by the rafters like Vince Carter jersey Everybody broke, I could've retired early 30 Run through like 30 million dollars in my early 30s I rep the snitch like Julius Ervin, Showtime like Sam Perkins These bitches eating these Perkins sets like they Boston baked beans Somebody pitch him cause he trying to beat me, it's a dream You sell dope at the schoolhouse, look at me now I'm a rich ***ing dropout, y'all Perns on my mouth, now I pop out Pull up on your block, head better get shot down, y'all Cartier shine when the lights out, he don't wanna smoke Pussy nigga better pipe down Got that mind, bitch, you wanna fight now Hit up from the bed with my Glock and a nightgown You know how that go, I ain't got *** for a bitch, I ain't got *** for a hoe Lufo on cool with the butterfly though Make this bitch fly, see how far we can go They hate that I made this *** happen, I slip on the pallet Posted at the trap with the rancher I used to *** with them ranchers, but now I blew up Yeah, all of my bitches the baddest I ain't saving no hoe, I'm a real-ass pimp Vans in my pocket, so I got a lil' limp Bitch, I'm popping like Grissy, my name on the go Hard on the hoe, boy, these niggas be sick Four of mys right now, I'm leaning My face went back to back for no reason Bitches east side on mine, know I'm bleeding Kush all of my lungs while I'm breathing, mmm I love a hoe with a fat ass Boy, you a bitch with your red ass You stalking my *** with your mad ass Like Mike Jackson, do it, you bad ass Step out from this bitch, it's a light show My diamonds hit where I know lights throw I love a thick bitch with no lipo You hate me, your *** on my life, though You love on that hoe, I would never If she want a hoe, then I love her I might stretch me a bitch, never press her All my girls, they come with a compressor 32 lighters all on my dresser Testing me, I'ma get you together Bitch, I'm thuggin' no matter the weather So icy, we flocking together Plan it, I'll make me a pot, I got special delivery Then that bitch hot, you a bundle of misery Get off my top and you're shawty, don't go Because this *** bop, I got food stamps Cause he always complaining He don't eat enough of that pussy, you can You better be careful, cause this *** is dangerous Bitch, lay your ass out like a mother***in' stranger I say bird, bitch, ice cold Diamond grills, all gold Quick bag, all sold Pussy niggas, all fold My attitude needed a tic-tac I pull this wig back, swipe when I'm swiping the fox trap Damn, I need all that, send me a step for the solve that Watch how my bitches resolve that Fly as hell, bitch, what you call that? Tell shawty fall back, I can dissolve that My energy wide, I got stamina Can't trust no nigga with money, that camera blow These niggas really ain't man enough Abracadabra, I see what's up Caught that bitch cheating, you peeping, huh? Better think twice about keeping her Bitches got options, that nigga been ***ing her, huh, homie? Yo, fly like a bird Now *** what you heard, bitch, I been making serves Uh, uh, big body swerve I ***ed up my fortune, y'all toe on the curve Uh, yeah, Cody ain't got me slurred Drankin' too much, spit this *** on my shirt Uh, yeah, I ball with no jerseys Young nigga flexin', young nigga look splurging Lord, please have mercy I got your bitches with me, emergin' Bitch, better go join a circus Who you think I is? I ain't buying no Birkin My mama is the only lady I get a purse For the Instagram bitches, I ain't nothing but worse So I'm ridin' in a yellow Maybach, sippin' purple And I got two straps, I'm a Glock Urqa Yeah, what the *** you mean, huh? Bitch, this the P-R-E-1-0-1-7, dream team, yeah Bitch, I ball like a ring, uh And I'm about my cream, yeah Uh, they say money talk, where my diamonds due to? And they sayin' blame, nigga Thanks for watching!