[Intro]

Yeah, Aye Packy Money

Wassup wit’ these bitch ass niggas man

Huh yeah, Bo$$Barr

Two dollars signs, two r’s

[Hook]

Checkmate, you play wit’ them doctors you gon’ meet your death date

Staydown and jam I did it the best way

Bro highed up off da ‘ercs he can’t rest straight

My pockets was itchin’ I start gettin’ desperate

Takedown everything I don’t love or respect

Where I’m from we shoot first, don’t even ask questions

The way I work wit’ the iron you would think ima expert

Sucker ass shit you won’t see me supporting

Rather go slit my neck thеn go to police reporting

I smell pussy lеt’s go and extort em

It’s me and my ‘rip he bang blue like he Corbin

All of my shooters scoring

All of my plugs foreign

All of my bitches bad

‘Bout to have all opps mourning

[Verse]

Go spin like a tornado

Bitch lick yo lips they gon’ know it’s not mayo

Dead wrong as a man, niggas tasting the rainbow

I seen fettuccine bring greed not alfredo

Bark wit’ no bite you’s a motherfuckin’ puppy

Opps caught me downbad and them bitch niggas jump me

I didn’t have my iron in my dip they got lucky

Test your luck one more time on the code it’ll get bloody

Corona ain’t do shit but strength my hustle

Always gettin’ to it, can’t fuck around and fumble

His eyes popped out of his socket when he seen that muzzle

Nigga don’t play I’ll pluck you

She got DSLs, tell her come clean my rifle

I don’t do relationships fuck is a title?

All of them niggas you done fucked and dicks you done sucked

Now u want me to come wife you, bitch it’s slow

I’m not a scammer just did it before

If I can’t quick draw I’m hittin’ out my coat

705 ‘til I die I drop five’s on my soul

If you my brother I’ll never outshine ya

Jam stars winning they use to decline us

Bird brain bitches out here gettin’ mind fucked

Nigga it’s our time now you’re time’s up

Bro gettin’ bags, we trap out the V

When I got bagged I couldn’t get even sleep

They thought I was retarted, had a IEP

I was takin’ down plugs like I need P’s

In every situation they call me the aggressor

Them doctors come out and put niggas on stretchers

Born lion-hearted wasn’t raised to be tender

Don’t you know the game is called chess not checkers

[Hook]

Checkmate, you play wit’ them doctors you gon’ meet your death date

Staydown and jam I did it the best way

Bro highed up off da ‘ercs he can’t rest straight

All of my shooters scoring

All of my plugs foreign

All of my bitches bad

‘Bout to have all opps mourning

Sucker ass shit you won’t see me supporting

Rather go slit my neck then go to police reporting

I smell pussy let’s go and extort em

It’s me and my ‘rip he bang blue like he Corbin

All of my shooters scoring

All of my plugs foreign

All of my bitches bad

‘Bout to have all opps mourning

[Outro]

Yuh, Jam Stars, Jam Stars

Yeah, yeah nigga

I’m back in this shit

Back in my, huh, bitch I’m back in my jam

Checkmate, checkmate, you’re death date

They know when them fuckin’ doctors come out they-

Man I ain’t even gotta say to much

Jam Stars, Jam Stars, what I say

All of my shooters scoring

All of my plugs foreign

All of my bitches bad

‘Bout to have all opps mourning, slime