[Verse]

Bitch I'm tryna relax in here

Balling like I'm Bron, but I always been cavalier

Like I ran a slot and I'm open, dog pass a beer

When I walk in, nigga shut up like Massa here

Yeah, y'all niggas can't handle fear

She might want the dick right now, but my family here

Future real bright like it's 8000 candles near

Mama said don't drop anything til the samples clear

But I'm finna do it anyway

You either with me, against me, or you just in my way

Got a white bitch selling pussy up at Notre Dame

Lightskin shooters on my side, I play for Golden State

"That's the hardest shit you done said", it's just a throwaway

Told her "byе" and left her numb, she listеning to "Novocaine"

Ion even argue no more, man I just go away

They think i'm nonchalant, but I was born with a poker face

Beefing with a old ass nigga but I don't know his name

He out here in the streets like he ain't grow up watching "Growing Pains"

He got a .22? Oh i'm scared, lemme load the K

Take him off this earth, then autograph the stone on his grave

My cousin snitched and still lost his case, we just gon' leave him in

Last nigga played with my name was never seen again

Lil' bitch out here playing hard to get when she got easy friends

Told the vibe that I was bout to nut and she said "leave it in"

You must really think I'm stupid, huh?

Put them hoes on shuffle, got me feeling like I'm Cupid, huh

That nigga dick sucking, yeah no more passing you the blunt

It's only the eleventh, I done spent a thousand through the month

I ain't tripping though, cause I'ma make it back

Teach a oldhead new slang, he out here saying "wack"

Put money on your books and you told? Give me my paperback

We are not in school no more, ain't no debating that

Fucking on this bitch, it got me feeling like I'm Himothy

This the first song I finished finished all month, used to do ten a week

Niggas want a feature, but can't even pay a rental fee

Keep playing like I ain't already dug where you finna be

I got a couple more if your brothers wanna mention me

My reach like I got 100 arms, Human Centipede

Talk to me nice if you wanna continue breathing

I know that when I die, I'ma reside where the sinners be

New pack coming through the mail, I just ordered it

It took so damn long to make this song cause I recorded it

Walk into the mall and I can tell you ain't affording shit

Bro bro got them blue and red pills, I call him Morpheus

I ain't even say shit there, but you gon' bob your head

Every motherfucker that ain't gon' be dropping dead

Try to run off on the plug, he gon' chop your leg

My lungs coated in THC, what the doctor said

Hit her from the back, she say she feel it in her throat

Every single bitch I fucked done told me, "40, you the GOAT"

Could run up numbers on this track, I knew how to promote

He still stuck on my ex bitch, these niggas do the most