I'm the same one you seen in the classroom, ayy We was chillin' in the stall makin' crowds move, ayy Young K still postin' the A like a brain No chain your boy's got will make my neck fuckin' bang Hangin' on your speaker, bangin' on your speaker, baby Need to find a reason to make you believe me, baby Young Nolan, PlayStation controller Send him just to get him, I hit him when it is over Roll over, me all soldier, no coaster I'd saw you, I'm back whenever the storm is over Send it back if them boys wanna feel the clover No closure, never reply to four orders My niggas so sculpture, such a short quota Police pull up on me, boy, I kept that cold shoulder Cup runnin' over, four hundred orders All I got is penance and want me to fuckin' float, bruh There is no love in the gutter I'm tryna get away Let go, let go How you do that? Why you dabble? I'm bamboozled, yeah Legs go up behind the head like leopard Give her space, big ol' drop, call it Grand Canyon She bust back, blow a fuse out the damn canyon Circus, Olay, O.K., Rolay, Pauly, Spider, Poe, yeah No glow, she not seem like a dodo I ask if I'll say snow glow Stuck inside the code-o, make me go so loco Major lick on she, call me wild thing She got strings, I love the neck just like a violin I create a child of chill When that venom stick, I do better than a motherfuckin' chick Hit till I miss, and they keep on hittin' My niggas ain't quittin', they way too legit Don't get on my list, I'm frontin' your fist You sayin' you real but I watch how you act and I can't be convinced Smokin' I'm out like a habit You know we don't make it tragic Money, I never made a nigga We hold up all the money in the mattress *** your rap act like a savage Taste away all of your palate Know I ain't for buryin' it I just take a bigger picture of the badness in this land You got big boy money like you ready for You be talkin' like you really gon' run that door You be runnin' like the snot drainin' it from your nose That's the ice cream, sugar, that coke ain't dope And this *** gon' blow, smoke my *** if you don't And you know these boys do, we ain't finna dope And my dawgs, they bark like a whip gon' force Boy, this *** long gone while you hit my phone You see how real it is, huh? You see how real it is, huh? Murder man, murder man Someone better hurt me before this *** gets ugly Murder man, murder man Someone better hurt a man Murder man, someone better hurt a man Murder man, someone better hurt a man Murder man, someone better hurt a man