[Verse]

Pull up on a bitch I'll pull up on her skirt

Peel off in the whip all you hearin' is skrt

I hope that they learnin'

The money I'm earnin'

Is not to be spent on these hoes or they purse

Fuck do you mean roll wit my team

Everyone duck when we hop in the scene

Pleasing these bitches

They swallow my semen

I'm feelin myself I just bought me a ring

Stay on my pinky

I stay undefeated

I'm thankin' my demons they help with the ink

Candy paint drippin' i swang in my slab

Money the reason my bitches are bad

I'm droppin' these bodies

Like poppin' and lockin

My girlfriend just left so I'm real fuckin' sad

Bitches suck dick and they ask for a kiss

Back the fuck up bitch I ain't with that shit

Back the fuck up hoe you talk and you dead

Call it picnics the way I stack up my bread

Roll in the stolo I'm rockin the polo

I'm loadin' a burner I bought for the low

Takin' a photo NoHoes I am solo

I'm fly pidgeotto we burnin' the dro

Chuggin' 4 lokos I'm Rollin with locos

I ball on these hoes I just nut an I go

Strapped with bazookas pull up and I use it

Thought you the shit guess you pussies are stupid

Abusin' these losers I'm fueled by my music

I'm tellin' the truth and this shit is the proof

Ready to kill it the shit that I'm spittin'

I'm gettin' a ticket for killin' the beat

My flow is the sickest ridiculous

If you step up then you facin' defeat

Gettin' feet to da face and you cannot embrace

That the day that I pop is the day that you die

Pull out my blade and I point at your eyes

Down with the devil I stay with the metal

I'm talkin' bout daggers ain't talkin bout nines

Say that I'm stupid they said they'll kill me

I called em a pussy and told him to do it

He tellin' the lies but I'm seeing right through it

Supportin' the movement they fuck with my music

I'm endin' careers but they told me to prove it

The shit that I'm doin' I act like a mutant

I'm back from the ruins my life is so ruined

Who steppin' up sit the fuck down

Your life is a joke you a mufuckin' clown

Pull the fuck up and we burnin' a pound

All that you hear is a sound of a round

Poppin' it off flame when I talk

Payin' my payment I'm flicking you off

Spankin' my main I'm derranged

I'm in pain i be sick in the brain

I can put you to shame

Cost you a rack to collab

I could empty a mag

As a matter of fact

I be flame with the pad

I be sad and I'm mad

When i rap

I be dapper than half of these faggots that's been with the raps