I don't got the streets goin' crazy
Say somethin', spray somethin', I'm makin' sound off
Drink a whole hundred, I can knock the whole crowd off
I don't need no nigga to vouch for me
My body count gon' speak
Bitch tryna bring up ass, I told that hoe I don't speak
She like, why you keep me wrong?
But it's the top and just the drops of me
They want me in the cell, they tryna stop me like Monopoly
Uh-oh, dissin' in his feelings, I ain't trippin', he just talk loud
Boulevard, mail a box and sell it just for eight ball
All my opps got bullet holes, you can ask them what they trade for
Not friendly, I got batters, so my business, you should stay out
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off
Chop a spit and get the rippin' dollar doze off
He was a troll, that *** got old, I made him doze off
Blood up on my shoes, now
I'm tryna wash his soul off
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off
Chop a spit and get the rippin' dollar doze off
He was a troll, that *** got old, I made him doze off
Blood up on my shoes, now
I'm tryna wash his soul off
Spray somethin', I'll make it sound off
Drink a whole hundred, I can knock the whole crowd off
We hit the drop, we on your ass, we make these niggas vacate
Pop a nigga, do some time, we call that *** a vacation
Chop a sing, make it ring, better call for Mayday
Kids who slippin', they gon' nest, cause they know it's payday
Wait, uh-oh, they say there's money on my head, they on my coattail
Why you waitin'? I got niggas at your doorbell
Yeah, I drop twenty, I drop thirty, if it's smoked out
Last time I check, I think my youngin' took a soda
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off
Chop a spit and get the rippin' dollar doze off
He was a troll, that *** got old, I made him doze off
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
I quit sippin' syrup, I can't doze off
Chop a spit and get the rippin' dollar doze off
He was a troll, that *** got old, I made him doze off
Blood up on my shoes, now I'm tryna wash his soul off
He was a troll, that *** got old, I made him doze off