Aye

Aye, aye, aye

Ave

I'm a drug addict gotta have it

I'm shooting with this rocket, feel like I'm Hakeem

Lil' bro got a shot, he feel like Danny Green He'll hit you from the corner and that's by any means (Three pointer)

Soon as I put my coat on, tuck it in my Jeans

Hit a new bitch off the honey, tryna break her spleen

Like, why you posting on the 'Gram? You tryna make a scene?

You know it's death before dishonor, ain't nothin' in between (Lovaltv)

Killed the opp on Ramadan, he had to break his Deen (Damn)

Astaghfirullah, Astaghfirullah Hunnid thousand on this car

Bitch. I'm John Gotti, got the same moves as the mob

Put your brains on the wall

Put in pain for my dawgs

Walk a n**** down, I ain't gon' lie I kinda jogged

Bitch, I'm so up you'll need a telescope Fuck these opps n***** 'cause they hella broke

Them n***** broke

If ain't make it with this rap shit I'd be sellin' coke

Take vacation shit and never post

I can't post that bitch, wake up to mimosa shit

I been crossed my some n***** that I was the closest with

So when you tell a n**** that you love him, I hope it's this I hope it's loyalty

Glock got a 30 clip, n****, I'm focused, bitch

I'm gettin' motion sick

I'm on a yacht with two bad bitches

Same n***** said I wouldn't, now they ass kissin'

'Thottie' went number won, so I could brag different

Can't played the hood everyday 'cause my bag different

No new friends, my n***** been around Lil run on his way, he knock like ten down She said she love it when I choke her while she pinned down

Shawty was a six, her body done, a ten

NOW

Is you mad 'cause you broke? (Is you? Is you?

Or is you broke 'cause you mad?

Bitches wasn't checkin' for me when I was doin' bad

Just bought another watch when I could've bought a Jag'

All these n***** watchin' me, I'm thinkin' that they fags

I think that bitch regular, you think that bitch bad

(She regular)

Blood, sweat, and tears, ask about me, i've been through hell and back

Dissin' on the dead, now you dead, gon'

Head tell 'em that

Ask about the last opp we caught, got his melon cracked

We the ones that catch them rappers lackin' and we sell it back

Man, these rap n***** weak, they scared to be around me

I'm shooting with this rocket, feel like I'm Hakeem

Lil' bro got a shotty, feel like Danny Green He'll hit you from the corner and that's by any means

That's a three pointer

Soon as I put my coat on, tuck it in my jeans

Hit a new bitch off the honey, tryna break her spleen

Like, why you posted on the 'Gram? You tryna make a scene?

You know it's death before dishonor, ain't nothin' in between (Loyalty)

Killed the opp on Ramadan, he had to break his Deen

Astaghfirullah, Astaghfirullah A Hunnid thousand on this car

Hunnid thousand on this car

Now, who want it with the squad?

We the motherfuckin' mob, n**** We the motherfuckin', gang