[Verse 1: Formerly LEN]

Ha

If we smoking on top 5s

I'm coming in real quick

Swooping in from the outside

And I take their place in a brand new whip

And without my knowledge I'd be mad as a bitch

Every time that I drop get a brand new chip

Moved in to a new crib ever since then

Hit a brand new lick

Commas after commas

Writing these poems then counting my dollars

Double life given I'm really a scholar

How come when people first see me

They think I'm a regular collar

I keep it cool now I'm top with my honors

Can't step to me I ain't sparring with jobbers

Come to the south and I got me a goner

Knocked out in the first

You would think that my karma was calmer

Got me? Taking casualties with me a suicide bomber

Don't say shit, I'm really unphased

Spent my time making sure that I'm proper

I'm changing my methods got paid, out of debt

And I'm laying your bitch she made bacon for breakfast

Enraged she don't know I don't play

She engaged but take sausage in Texas

Amazed how I do it she paid for her flight

You can take that hoe back I ain't paid for recruiting

Knowing my race I was made for the nuking

Ain't mad so be it like Vladimir Putin

Started with nothing but then on the other hand

I brought a 2-seater back

Gimme a chance and I'll wash em like go to your faucet

You ain't got no juice in the tap

Easy to talk but I'm coming like Dirk in the finals

And we'll see how you gon react

Me on my own I got DJANGO with me

All the others I know ain't got talent to back

That's why I don't fuck with rappers now

Most of em cappers and most of em act like a bitch

Making the same shit I don't wanna listen to

Please be creative you ain't with the shits

Stirring the pot but I ain't got no beef

Cause they acting real bold but they threats ain't legit

Pull up I got my boy Marcos he do it like Narcos

We coming at you with the stick

[Verse 2: DJANGO]

We got the stick, holding hostage ya bitch

Bitch call me Bowser, you Mario, Weegee

I don't give a fuck cuz it's fire that I spit

We headed right back to the crib cause we clicking

I fitted a rubber and now I'mma swim

Hoo

Catching my breath, I was deep underwater

Inside someone daughter, ya dig

I am the son of God, blessed with the rod

Blessed be the bitches getting the pipe out

Dick of they life now

Some ain't feel for niggas now I'm they type now

Never racist like the black girls and white mouths

And all types of Asians

Never tricking, never give out my paper

I'm a writer bitch, I need that for later

Edgar Allen Poe, I love me my liquor (huh)

You should prolly stop

My mama want me living longer than her

Can't just go meet the maker

I told her that I'm stressed out

Pockets looking down, still I'm young, yeah

Gotta figure this life out

Dodging fights now, I ain't dumb (ha)

Reckless, used to try shit to impress kids

Now I just give it a rest, shit

I spend my time getting leverage