[Chorus]

Ayy, these bullets take his memory, the pussy got amnesia

Diamonds on my neck and they be colder than the freezer

I ain't take no breaks, bitch, I ain't had no leisures

Choppa hit him, body shakin', look like he havin' seizures

I ain't even try up on this beat, this shit too easy

I got so much money, and you not gon' get a piece of it

Ride 'round in the S6, it's not no Crown V

[Break]

Hold on, hold on

Bro, where the fuck the beat go?

[Verse 1]

Bitch, it came back in

Pull up with that Uzi, spinnin' again

Woah, poppin' an Oxy, not no fent

Look like the president, off a tеn

Yes I be evil likе Resident

Pullin' up at yo' residence

He thought I had on a Letterman

Dumb lil' bitch, it's a VETEMENT

I get it poppin', no I'm not hesitant

I'm makin' new sounds, I'm makin' new resonance

Killin' 'em all, ain't leavin' no evidence

I'm just gon' freestyle, ain't care 'bout a predicate

Two Percs and red, that's my etiquette

We shoot him down, he need a med kit

They say I'm so hard, they say I'm impressin' 'em

Make 'em bow down in my presence

[Chorus]

Ayy, these bullets take his memory, the pussy got amnesia

Diamonds on my neck and they be colder than the freezer

I ain't take no breaks, bitch, I ain't had no leisures

Choppa hit him, body shakin', look like he havin' seizures

I ain't even try up on this beat, this shit too easyFee

I got so much money, and you not gon' get a piece of it

Ride 'round in the S6, it's not no Crown V

[Verse 2]

Woah, yuh

I'm with my twin and we evil

Smokin' on gas like diesel

All black tint, not see-through

Fuck you, bitch, he can keep you

Said he got bands, well me too

Thotty like Dahmer, she eat you

I got the muh'fuckin' V12, you got a V2

Needed the whole album perfect, I did a redo

I'm with my gang, I call it the fleet too

You cannot hide, don't think I won't see you

Shoot at his head, I shoot at his feet too

Even yo' day ones gon' try to leech on you

Kick down yo' front door, yeah, we be breachin' you

Hop on the beat and I'm preachin' and teachin'

Whole new height what I'm reachin'

I take these Percs for a reason

No Roddy Ricch, ball every season

Swingin' the bat like Easton, yeah

I don't care about them old flows, you can keep 'em

You finna drown from my wrist, lookin' just like the deep end

She want a new man 'cause hers cheap as shit

I'm finna sow what I reap, lil' bitch

Glock on my waist, I be keepin' it

Fans ain't never hungry, I'm always feedin' 'em

Feelin' like God, the way I be leadin' 'em

Got on the Sprite, I'm pourin' the liter in

Swingin' that bitch, I look like Jeter, man