[Intro]

Tried to ride the wave and these fuck niggas sunk

Shit get spooky, got a AP Skele'

Won't get set up, send a bitch through the tele'

Backseat sliming like Y'W Melly (You've tried everything)

First day locked up, I'm juggin' my celly (Not yet)

Yo' shit jam, call it "pean' butter jelly" (I have one more card to play)

Go the store you get cooked like a deli

[Verse 1]

Bitch, Imma shoot 'til it click

Doin' this shit 'cause makk' said my shit ain't stick

Flash on the Glock, take a pic (You've tried everything)

This bitch on body, she suckin' my dick like tick (Not yet)

Catch ARP watch how I knock off his Rick (I have one more card to play) (This is a Slump Audios Exclusive)

7av4ge ain't shit, call a nigga "Free lick"

Keep showin' 9, better pull out a blick (It's DJ GREN8DE)

Kickback leave a nigga body in twist

He said 32 shots, gon' hop out that car

Bitch

What the fuck you finna do we hop with Scar?

Bitch

He see 2x and run

I got drum on the bottom of this gun

Won't break bread, gotta pick from the crumb (Nigga)

Hunting for Crocs, gotta post in the slums (Die!)

Mixin' up pills, my body feel numb

Smokin' on younes, I'm blowing my lung

They holdin' nuts 'cause they see how I'm hung

Baldhead fye, they blow like a monk

12 gauge hit him, it knock out a chunk (Die!)

I see 7av4ge and windmill dunk

Tried to ride the wave and these fuck niggas sunk

[Verse 2]

Shit get spooky, got a AP Skele

Won't get set up, send a bitch through the tele'

Backseat sliming like Y'W Melly (You've tried everything)

First day locked up, I'm juggin' my celly (Not yet)

Yo' shit jam, call it "pean' butter jelly" (I have one more card to play)

Go the store you get cooked like a deli

P's in the trunk, but this shit still smelly

Chop shoot, chop, shit sound like the Helly

Spreadin' them rumors, get popped in yo' belly

Ridin' New Orleans, I feel like [?] dready

Dreamin' 'bout me, in yo' nightmares like Freddy

I take yo' bitch out the game like a wedding

These niggas hoes, what they do? Ain't no tellin'

Fucked up, twin gotta tote, he a felon (Nigga)

If I put you in the game, ain't no sellin'

Sweet ass nigga, I'll pop at ya melon

Throw a flashbang, he walkin' like Helen

Smokin' on Trinnis, I can't stop inhalin'

Fuck k3, nigga can't stop tellin'

Ice on my pockets, they keep on swellin'

Beat nigga bloody, I keep on wailing

Wanna do better, I keep on failing

[Bridge]

Tryna- oh fuck

Hmm, uh uh uh

[Verse 3]

19 shots at a fuck-nigga shiesty

Tell 'em "Just do it" bitch, we pay for Nike

Angle the shot, got tuck this shit slightly (You've tried everything)

BAPE the fuck down like muthafuckin' hype beast (Not yet)

Walk 'round yo' block, we tryna sightsee (I have one more card to play)

Fake with the left 'cause he know I'm a righty

Whole lotta fake Fent pills, Imma bite it

Know this bitch crazy, but she tryna hide it

Plannin' a takedown, getting excited

Drugs taked over, I can't even fight it

Chew two rp's, feelin' almighty

Beanie, I gotta walk on lightly

This not Swoop [?], unsightly

Fine shyt eat me up with a smiley

I'm tryna kill a lil' bitch like Kylie (Nigga) (Die!)

Pop at his feet, got that boy doin' high knees

Too many Woods, got me lookin' Chinese

I got Glock on the hip like the Siamese (Die!)

I go up, go yo' bitch like "Sign these"

[?] drip, you can't even find these

9's and .'23's, brownies on brownies

Sliding with 2 K's, I'm fuckin' like Ronnie

[Outro]

Huh

[?]

What to do, what to think, and what to feel