[Intro]

Yeah

Hahaha

Nigga, life so lovely right now, nigga, I ain't even worried 'bout no opp

You know what I'm sayin'?

Even if I fucked your bitch, nigga, it was on accident

I ain't even know that was your bitch, so don't even talk about that

(Rock that shit the fuck out, Hari)

[Chorus]

A nigga broke but beefin', that shit there should be a real disease

Nigga ho be eatin', nigga mad she tryna chew on me

Curtis Jackson on my pendant, I ain't even talkin' 'bout the Buban

If you askin', it's a fifty, these fuck niggas should've knew this

I take fine shit out to eat, burnt out of Ruth Chris, we at Bopper Bove

Free Lil Nard, I know he Rolling 60s, so we at Copper Cove

Brrt, bricks'll be trippin', we see a opp, it's time to let it blow

Forty-ball Jamal, check out my mouth, this shit here white as snow

[Verse 1]

All these racks inside my skinnies, they done think I sold my soul

Trackhawk, red dot, G8, V8, they think I'm back sellin' bowls

Rich killer, must forgot I'm up like seven figures

Used to drawn down with that ski, now I walk up and pay a nigga

Like what you want?

I can get that boy touched right now, nigga diss me in a song

Nigga mad I fucked his bitch, lil' bitch, go cry while you at home

Nigga dissin' on that 'net, must know I'll put shit in a—

Nigga, I put shit to rest, for real, ask yo'— (Bop, bop)

Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah (Ha)

Rrah, rrah, rrah, rrah

That's that stick quakin' (Bitch)

Three sticks inside the whip, they K's, but we is not a clan

Brrt, I'm tryna duck they taco 'cause I'm tryna catch my man (Taco)

[Chorus]

A nigga broke but beefin', that shit there should be a real disease

Nigga ho be eatin', nigga mad she tryna chew on me (Come eat)

Curtis Jackson on my pendant (Curtis), I ain't even talkin' 'bout the Buban

If you askin', it's a fifty, these fuck niggas should've knew this (On God)

I take fine shit out to eat, burnt out of Ruth Chris, we at Bopper Bove (Bopper Bove)

Free Lil Nard, I know he Rolling 60s, so we at Copper Cove (Yeah)

Brrt, bricks'll be trippin', we see a opp, it's time to let it blow (Brrt, brrt, brrt)

Forty-ball Jamal, check out my mouth, this shit here white as snow (Brick)

[Verse 2]

Cheese, like where the camera at?

Got pointers in my mouth, but I'll never tattle tale (Never)

We bombin' shit, no Battlefield (Huh?)

My opp be broke and mad as hell (Broke-ass)

But I got more money inside my bank account that they don't fuckin' live (On gang)

Trap phone beepin', nigga, catch up with me

Come and play 'round with these bricks while these niggas steady out here be dissin' (308)

Gotten arrested by all these fuck niggas, life low-key, I really been chillin'

Nigga, focus on that Richard

Mine look water, I been ch—

I been chillin', dog (Chillin')

Them niggas out here steady dissin'

They ain't drillin', dog (They ain't drillin')

'Cause none of my dogs got shot in a minute (Facts)

Niggas bitches, dog, every time, we come through killin' (Bop, bop)

What's the issue, dog? (What's the issue?), you want 'em dead, then they gon' send me (Here I go)

I done changed my life around, this shit here 3D (BabyDrill)