[Intro]

Yeah

Off the 'yac, off the 'yac, off the 'yac

Get the money, get the money

Want your house, want your blood

Want your money, want your stash

Want your car, want your this, want your that, woah

But nigga disrespect me if I don't believe that he gonna get AK-47

[Verse 1]

Say it's war, say it's time, no, it ain't

Come for me in my sleep, no, you ain't

Take my time, yeah

Wicked in the mind, yeah

Can't alarm me

Wishin' you would try me

Pull up slow to your feet, to your dome

See your life flash fast as you go

See the crime, yeah

Is how you lived a lie, yeah

Run up on me

Do you know the pressure?

[Chorus]

No, you don't want smoke

You want 5-0

I know what you told

Abayo, let's go

I don't need to lie about my deen, no way

I don't need to lie about my deen, no way

You don't want smoke

You want 5-0

I know what you told

Abayo, let's go

I don't need to lie about my deen, no way

I don't need to lie about my deen, no way

[Verse 2]

Pree this

Lately I've been rampin' up the heat, yeah

I don't wanna teach you 'bout me

Believe, pray for me

Juju livin' strong in me

I see homicide

Before you die

He's fallin', he's fallin'

Man is only warmsin'

Better get it all in, yeah

Believe that I'ma sin

I'm going for your head like I'm aimin' top bin

Steady on my deen, Lord knows I'm goin' deep

I didn't know the crud in me was seasoned over beef, let's go

[Chorus]

You don't want smoke

You want 5-0

I know what you told

Abayo, let's go

I don't need to lie about my deen, no way

I don't need to lie about my deen, no way

You don't want smoke

You want 5-0

I know what you told

Abayo, let's go

I don't need to lie about my deen, no way

I don't need to lie about my deen, no way

[Verse 3]

Remember me please, yeah

Take a photo please, yeah

Hold on to this memory

Chokin' you with jewellery

Come on back to Hell with me, yeah

Swear down on my mama G

I'll be spittin', pissin' on your eulogy

I don't know why it's so deep

I don't know why it's so deep

Sir, I only smoke grade (Grade)

Activate my hate

It's fire 'pon the yutes if they ever come my way

Pussy run with pussy, let the daggers hit the stray

(Let the daggers hit the stray)

(Smoke)

[Outro]

Yeah

Off the 'yac, off the 'yac, off the 'yac