[Verse 1: BTK]

97 creepin', why they keep believin'

All them lies they tell em, '17 the season

'17 the year everything gon' change

Bout to be leavin' for higher lifestyle

Upper echelon, tuck a tech

And split a check on my boys when we make it

Fuck the sex, all I'm bout now is commas

Gotta get money so I can solve problems

Down right dirty when I get up on it like I don't got condoms

Don't come around me getting rowdy

I'll knock you off with a kick like you Ronda, Rousey

So many beats man it's hard to keep counting

They all want my head, I walk with a bounty

I'd rather be dead though then never get out of this county

Watch out when I get a deal or it's all a free meal

For me, watch me come eat em

Woo, yeah, yeah, god damn

Almost lost my fuckin' breath

Gotta quit smokin'.. fuck

[Verse 2: BTK]

Diamonds on me dancin', that won't never happen

Try to calm me, nah that won't ever happen

Cigarettes, beer and a mic

Tryna take off but I'm scared of the heights

Fuck, suck it, boy tell me who doin' big tings

Won't ever marry, but I bet I'll wear a ring

Crazy motha' fucka', watch em stare at me

Chug it baby, watch this bitch come with me

Woo, half the time I could care less how they feel

But now that I'm locked in and got connections

I'ma show em that it's real

Billy from Crescent City High, bout to get it right

I'm lose my mind, after all this time

Everybody tried to believe in the lies

Now they all know it's mine, damn

Now they all know it's mine, yeah

[Bridge: BTK]

Since 13, I been grindin'

Since 14, I've been turnt up

Since 15, I been the highest

Since 16, I been worked up

Since 17, I've been connected

Since 18, I was legal to wreck shit

Now I'm 19, almost 20, bet I come make a mess

Woo!

[Verse 3 (Freestyle): Redd Mulah]

We finna do this like crack money

Bitches think they whack nigga

I ain't gotta say nothin' because they crack

Not really, I'm just makin' metaphors in reverse

Cause these bitches know when I jump in this bitch

You'll be in a hearse, I ain't rapped in 2 years

You bitches better know fear, because I'm playin'

With you rookies, I ain't even startin' this year

I'm gonna do it lowkey, you bitches don't even know me

I'm ridin' off of the pain inside, them bitches wanna hurt me

But I'm tellin' you when I black mask up, I don't give a fuck

Niggas know I'm bout that 3rd life, I'll do this shit whassup

I don't play with these rookies like I said the second time

Billy The Kidd up in this booth

And I make em jump on these rhymes

I big timin' with this money

Gold watches and ain't no funny

Got bitches that's clappin' ass and ion even spend no money

I got this bitch on lock, you bitches know I'm on top

And if you wanna say somethin' I'll knock ya shit off the block

Bitch