I'm on a facet, check on a glad like tent
Trap rap, but I don't know Freddie Overseas go on a blitz, get like belly
I been steppin' under me, I for one, way for Nelly
Heard a lot of n***a been talkin', but ain't been no tension
I put ice cubes in my ears, go get a cup to listen
I ain't only flyin' for that bread, like a f***ing pigeon
OG hit the spot, you know his favorite room, the f***ing kitchen
I was trappin' on East Street, we was sellin' skippings
About a fifty, made two hundred, they said I was different
My O had told me hit the head so you could f***ing kill it
I got CD on my shoes, it lil' f***in' on spin me
I got these diamonds in my ear, they should lil' f***in' know I'm listenin'
And they say they lookin'
Famine, but I ain't been missin'
Keepin' in the street, but just don't go to snitchin'
John texted me, you gettin' baguettes or embers in your pendant
And he thought it was a game, but I didn't want no scrimmage
I went and dropped Ty Bentley
Screamin' f***in' first on y'all n***as, then f***in' went V12 engine
Gotta stay down three days straight for a hop, but I'll see you in a minute
LFI got F&As and a cane with the blue tips in it
And we turnin' him to a vert, he had no roof in it
Told my bro to fight, then came to me with a gun
He ain't got no proof in it
Yes, they had caught a paragraph, so he don't want no sentence
And when you catch you over two, f***in' withdraws in it
And we call it fetishin' when you get rich, I'll feed it
And I'm purple damaged like my chain fell in my cup
Pullin' f***in' cars, we ain't out here playin' plop
Five and a f***in' better run, better duck
Hit it on my campaign, treat this s*** like Trump
So I go in my jacket, know they bit my club
He ain't had no hammer, he got his s*** nailed
I put on red guns, and for they at my cell
I put on red guns, for they at my cell