Blessing the world with my music

Gotta choppa ima use it

If you ain’t ‘bout that shit better move it

Take your life and reduce it

Double up, double cup, level up

I got the money and you gotta couple bucks

Pussy ass boy prolly say aw shucks

Ranger rover but I ain’t talking sports truck

Put a couple dollars on your head

Time to go to bed

Time to do Z’s

Shoot some led through your head

Now the world better cause you is dead

High-pitched voice like Fred

Say I’m gon kill you so you is dead

Friend of God call me Jed

Or call me Ned Flandеrs

Cold like Bernie Sandеrs

I’m in lead bitch like commander

Skylander, salamander

Emo girl cut her hair like cancer

Like Michael Jackson, bitch be a good dancer

Still tryna find the answer

Tortured like I am at McKamey Manor

Fly a girl out to New Hampshire

But I ain’t there like Dwight

Pour it in my cup, that’s that cranberry Sprite

I ain’t in the army but I’m ready to fight

I ain’t Mike Tyson but if I have to I’m gon bite

Rest In Peace to Lyle flying high just like a kite

Soccer player he is probably dressed down in all Nike

Making the most

I be making a toast

Got the world all engrossed

Kill an opp, he a ghost

Damn your mom overdosed

I fly out to the coast

Tay-K murder she wrote

Blessing the world with my music

Gotta choppa ima use it

If you ain’t ‘bout that shit better move it

Take your life and reduce it