Hittin the dash bitch im going so fast

We runnin the city bitch u'd never fucking last

Im gettin my cash im callin u past

Im rollin a spliff imma fucking outlast

Run yo racks into my bag

Ill bust at beanie he won't last

Ill steal the cash and ill hit the dash

But my wrist on froze spit heat real fast

Talkin ur shit but im making fucking stacks

Imma put a bullet through ur door yeah thats facts

Im walking through the night with my big ass knife

If u run into me imma make u fear for yo life

I got my blade I stay with knives

We'll cut you up run for yo life

Aim at you head wit my big Glock

And you spill blood all on my ice

I don't give a fuck about no pussy dripping I draw blood

And I don't give a fuck about no crippin I'm air bud

I'm running thro the genres take the trash out I'm all good

I'm making the girls wet that shit is a flash flood like aye

Idgaf what you say

I'm out here making cash bitch its a payday

I'm out here farming bags motherfuckin' hayday

Bombing daves ass motherfucker mayday

Yuh I am the shit

If they wanna talk back then a pussy get clipped

Click pow yuh pipe down yuh bitch

Try and step to me then its bullets to your clique

Buh boom yuh wipe down and rinse

Hear the sound go pop when the bullets go click

Buh bow

Yuh you are a bitch

Team one for the win all you bitches ain't shit

Bust out the Glock and im cruising through the block

Everybody know me everybody get popped

Only three bullets watch these motherfuckers drop

Everyone on team 1 getting fuckin slop

Bust out my blade my blade and you come to a stop

Team 2 team 3 all they songs finna flop

Poppin beanie he a lil young fuckin opp

We on top everyday call it nonstop

Bitch keep nagging had to shut her ass up

Mike jones tippin when I'm swangin out the cut

My brain missing if the dope don't come

She be wishin if I ain't right by

Punk boy dissin had to take his ass out

Fuckin with team we gon take your ass out

Me and klov slide like who wanna die

Ty still my son so he'll never live up to me

Who the fuck you think you is lil bitch

Ima put your ass ina fuckin montage

Chop you up, blades drippin

Gonna find ya body like a god damn collage

Team 1 comin in, out the way

Cuz you don't wanna play with these boys or the barrage

We don't give a fuck what you say

Hit the gas peelin out the garage

Aye yuh still got that loaded smith and wesson

But what the fuck you think you doin thought I taught yo ass that lesson

Ahh lil k jump on the beat and he just get straight to finessin

No I won't get on your song cuz all your bars is just depressin

I been gettin way too high but that's my way of decompressin

So you ain't gon see me slow nah ima never be recessin

Now they callin out my name but I really must be confessin

Cuz I never heard a thing I'm tripping off psilocy-

Fuck

I been that (yeah) I switch that (wait)

14 racks and I'm about that chit chat

Took me a minute to blow up I did that

Woke up too late and now I'm boutta get fast

Shoot 2 shots till I just dip that quick

Get me bag and now we gonna run that shit

Lil bro to mad cause I just got hella drip

Made me stack cause now I'm lit

"You look so dummy when I see you rapping all these god damn lines"

At least I'm one of those who gonna be something in their life

Talk on my back but you know I don't lack

Came from the gutter now I come for the stack

I do not know you bro get out my face

Counting my money got a lot at my place yuh

I know where yo mama sleepin

I know that yo daddy weepin

Pull up to the nursing home and make them sip that purple aid

Pull up to the function with the toolie he gon catch a fade

Smokin all this green, im with my gang, ill put you on the slates

Faded, catch a body, we can't save a bitch we neva late

Pull up to the nursing home and make them sip that purple aid

Pull up to the function with the toolie he gon catch a fade

Smokin all this green, im with my gang, ill put you on the slates

Faded, catch a body, we can't save a bitch we neva late

Catch him at the seven eleven

Now watch his body twitch

Just for pushing weight in my trenches

I bet this shotty kick

Rolling sticky with yo bitty

And she knowing all my lyrics

(UwU)

Now I got her screaming pyrrhic

I fill you with buckshot

I pose for the mugshot

Now witness the pop pop

I don't do don dada

I kidnap your nana

Im breaking the law

All these rappers' soft

I'm the rawest thing you ever fucking saw