Released on March 25, 2020

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Yeah I feel like a pigeon I came from the streets

But still get up and shit on you

I'm pullin' up and I'm pullin' the plug

On these fake ass plugs doing interviews

Pussies don't trap they just rappin' to cap

Bitch where I'm from that shit still gets you clapped

I don't condone it but your my opponent

And I don't make friends so yo head gettin' tapped

Bitch

Got me asking myself, "boy who fuckin' with you?"

Laughing at me but your money still funny?

You bought you a feature and still ain't recoup?

Hating on me is your one fucking purpose

But as long as that's workin' shit homie I'm cool

But bitch you want war we ain't doin' no shirts

Imma put that boy face on the tip of my boot

Reckless with abandon I do your band just like Griffith

Then I'm going berserk in your main bitches guts

They don't wanna listen unless I start to get ignorant

So I'm back in this bitch and I'm fresh out of fucks

Shoes is converse but we still can't converse

I could get yo ass hit for the price of some chucks

Threaten me? say you gon' skate on my block?

Bitch I rip with that stick get chu' hit with the trucks

Fuck love fuck trust I just want my funds up

Rappin' bout em cappin' how you trappin' with a trust fund?

No guns no drugs pussy shut the fuck up

Take 'em to the chop shop if he wann' get touched up

Look into my eyes and he faintin' like Izanami

Get them bitches wetter control the weather like Nami

That boy always flexin' he say his diamonds tsunami

Bitch I'm cuttin' all the snakes outta the grass with my Kusanagi

Shop at hot topic now you think you poppin'

I choke that lil' boy with his choker what's poppin'?

I pull up I'm rockin' all black like I'm gothic

But that shit is corny I'm tellin' y'all stop it

I feel like Chris Paul how I ball with them Rockets

I'm lit the fuck up like a fork in a socket

Yo bitch gon' pull it and twist it and bop it

I feel like I'm barney got yo baby boppin'