[Verse]

Told her babe go get the Glock, kiss the gun

Hit and run

This that type of shit that get you killed if you bite ya tongue

Momma gone

Where my soul?

What is right we don't know wrong

Ghettos trends, follow hoes, cast your sins, name me Gold

Pop the trunk

Pop the pop the trunk

Get that gun up out

Blacker whip

Blacker tint the whip

Blackest bitch up in

Right up in the upper seat

Ebony, Ivory

White bitch with them fat titties

Rack city, rack city, bitch

Snake niggas never trust 'em

Even niggas close like brothas'

Kiss your bitch then kiss your motha'

Ain't dat shit just so damn grimy

Kanye said he wanna sign me

I said "nigga get a copy"

Like A Rocky, fuck them nigga, we them Papis, ain't I cocky?

Plus I'm rude

Tell em this is my hood

And my niggas is shooters my Maryland niggas got rugers

Might pop up on ya like Suge

Knight nigga with a fuckin' knife

Take your fucking kids and fuck your family and fuck your wife

And this can be our theme music

Drink gasoline to it

And rev her engine like I key her with my pin precision

I pen the paper to the pad

I wrote it down with emphasis

My empathy is just so intricate it sickens me

The Wimbledon I will achieve

Tennis racket panty playa pop the pill the pussy slayer

Baby smokin' hella papers

Paper makin' kill a savage smokin' cabbage to feel it happen

Spiritual oh spirit spiritual it make ya go to war

Oh, yeah, baby

[Bridge]

Yeah, bitch

Yeah

[Hook]

God complex nigga I'm the great, I'm the great

Bitch nigga stand in line, y'all gotta wait, gotta wait

God complex bitch I'm the great, I'm the great

Bitch niggas go over there, stand in line y'all gotta wait

God complex nigga I'm the great, I'm the great

Fuck a bathing, fuck a bathing, I'm a killer I'm an ape

God complex nigga I'm the great, I'm the great

Squads click till I motherfucking die y'all gotta wait