Niggas know yall cant fuck with me, nigga 
Throw the hood up and then we skrrt off
Slidin in that Trackhawk, all my jewelry on, my shirt off
Turn her phone on DND, on silent, all alerts off
Its a fast car, but Im movin slow, I like my syrup raw
Every nigga round me shoot that yeek and get they merch off
I dont bark, I bite, I got more paper than your big dawg
Wanna change your life? My best advice a brick of fentanyl
This bitch type is wife, I might just let the condom slip off
Aint too many like me, ninety-nine percent of em rip-offs
On point even at her spot, I nevеr take my kicks off
Ask my opps how it feel to wake up daily and get shit on
You gеt in your feelings and make diss songs
I make at your peoples house, outside shootin that blick songs
And Im still good on every block I used to knock Ps on
Boss, I get you chalked, my name aint something that you should speak on
Pulled out twenty somethin just to let Johnny put my teeth on
My money ten feet tall, but I aint something you should shoot at
Kill somethin, you wan lock in with us, I thought you knew that
My plug drove the load in on a truck, next day, he flew back
I talk so much shit, I need a Tic-Tac
I got five thousand for you, help me set this wolf trap
Started a new strain smokin your man, this here a wolf pack
Up on the score, but we still active like we on get-back
Only thing gon take that pain away is if you get racks
Forever get my lick back
Pluto
Suckin this bitch titty like Im tryna get some syrup out it
Opps shot at me ten years ago, niggas still gettin murked bout it
I put on so many white diamonds, made a snow bunny get cockeyed
Slime that bitch out to my crew, ho got crossed out
I bet you I piss out codeine, bitch gon kiss it, its a blessing
Bustdown on my freak because she suck it excellent
Certified stepper, bust your head and pull a hamstring
Cocaine so pure, sellin re-up on an airplane
Murder red diamond on my pinky ring 
Sixty-six murders on my tennis chain 
Back and forth, yeah, Im playing tennis games 
Racks, Im out the credit game 
I got more millions than followers, nigga, Im a big dog
I dropped few dollars on Cuban links, real fentanyl
I got my main bitch watered down like a fish bowl
Bitch just went to suckin, I couldnt even get the TEC out 
I just went to bustin, he couldnt even get the vest out 
I just got so mad, I went did a drill in my Redeye 
Showed the bitch the Honda, she aint ever seen a deadeye 
All these diamond chains, that bitch thought I had my shirt on 
At the laundromat washin the money, getting the dog off 
All this food, turn the weed spot into a doghouse 
Might just fuck a famous bitch in the bathroom at Walmart 
I done hit so many niggas wives, I need a ballpark
Before I marry this bitch, rather give a mil to my mother 
Took her off the jet, now her addy on my father
Ive been dodgin all these nasty hoes like a Charger
Yeah, so much pape, I bribed fate to hold my karma
My cause worldwide, if I die, Im a martyr
He snake me, aint faze me, my lick back harder
Im sittin, washin my hands, dirty streets scarred us
Making this money, remain flawless, I promise
Im no star, Im much more, Im enormous
Every time they try to slide, I swear to God we spinned back
Forever gettin my lick back, yeah