[Intro]

(Just jump, you know?)

[Verse]

Remember reaping runnin back like its legal

If Vinci lead a savage just get home and you gon speed em

Dont fuck on the sosa ditch em niggas i dont need em

Made a cool 50k in an all white beater

Speedin through the night in the light like a cheetah (like a cheetah)

Tryna take my life ima hit you with this heater

Been heard my strike like a motherfucking zebra

My heart Keisha cold but you know im not no singer

Doin frauds since the [?] you might think i play for the bingos

That money comes stacked like a motherfucking pringle

How you claiming you up 100 but you still ain't feed your people?

If i ain't ridin with cojack then im ridin with the reaper

If i ain't ridin with that draco then im ridin with my nina

[lil?] acting like a movie i pull up in that sequel

Kill my dawg kill 3 of yall so that mean we over equal

You can't see me in the scat man i feel like John Cena

Cash-out fraud they don't put it to a limit

Run on a new opp on some motherfucking Jah Vinci

Why these rap ass niggas get famous then try come back to the trenches?

Goofy cappin ass nigga boy that is not how you livin

Fuckin' paragraph why judge threw jay b a sentence?

Whats the point of that snapback if you ain't gon fuckin spin it

Stolen car tintent and they dont know who fuckin in it

Hundred shots in the semi i [hit?] the roof while we spinnin

Strap on my heart i got plenty on my mental (on my mental)

Tweak on my mind i got a bad ass temper (shot)

You dissed on bibby name you gun die and thats simple

Murder rate just went up we got the plug on them rentals

Put [?] in my mouth and im steppin in Jah Vinci

Bling blow VVS boy my shit hittin

Karate kid jet league boy my shit kinky

Tell my plug dont stop keep sendin get chicken

We just all got [tars?] he ain't standin on business

Wrote the statement on the shooters 6ix9ine you snitchin

Almost hit i ain't GD I ain't mufuckin' crippin'

But i put em all on for my neighborhood like im rollin 60

60 shots in my top i feel like Tupac and Nipsey

Run up get shot why the fuck you play with me

When yo mind verse yo heart man that shit get tricky

Put me in the situation man that shit was so sticky

Go take care of yo children why you worried bout my business?

Go take care of yo children why you got me in yo meantion'

In the thing bout the [?] an all man don't put my name in no sentence

It all take a call my brother gon start spinnin

All my friends dead like Benjamin Frank

Smokin silly willy boy these opps past tense

Nigga dissin on the six we doin shit that they can't

You drop ten on my brother i swear to God i can't wait

[End]

All that sneak diss and that shit but with opps i swear to God

On gang

[?] all that shit snake ass nigga

Yo haha on bro (on bro)