[Intro]

What?

[Verse]

On murder I make millions nigga

Lil bro hit at civilians nigga

This switch hit with precision nigga

Slice shit up no incision nigga

The only difference is the stage bigger

Them xanax make me rage quicker

Wockhardt I don't fuck with liquor

Slimey I don't fuck with niggas

Perkys let her snort a little

Sliding to get that shit out My system

Grimy make his sister friend kill him

My heart cold and My blood thicker

Bhlacky keep passing out percocets starting to think that shit a test

I give that lil hoe half this percocet we gone have perfect sex

Drop 30,000 dollars in My mouth I got the perfect set

I can leave 1017 right now today and I'm still gone fuck with Sett

Gambling addict just like My fucking daddy favorite word might be bet

Said I "Won't drop a Rolls" My pops said "Fuck that nigga drop a 'Vette"

Pull up foreign parked that bitch in the road and get they pussys wet

Sipping too much lean I need to start drinking water I barely fucking sweat

She know I got them racks do what I say that's My lil teacher's pet

Bad lil bitch from Flordia told me that she want to give me some "Jwett"

I need somebody from Flordia to tell me what the f-

What the fuck is jwett

I don't- I ain't never looked it up or none I just- I need somebody to tell me

Aight

Focused on that bag she can't get me no drops then I don't want her

I been smoking opps soon as I walk in you smell My aroma

Niggas snitch then pray that 12 raid like they from Oklahoma

Dropped a diss and died in less then 12 days his ass a local joke

Got a partner that can give you 10 to 12 days all he need is your social

Young and dumb we went on multiple hits up out the same Toyota

I can't stop sipping green I'm moving slow and slowing My words like Yoda

Hoe keep lying like I put dick up on her and I don't even fucking know her

I gotta change the flow they rapping slow I switch it up too

I'ma keep that shit a buck if you play tuff I'd probably hoe you

What's in your pockets ain't enough

Extortion season don't make me blow you

You see My pistol, how it ain't tucked? bitch if you buck we gone show you

The reason I'm a gravedigger

He ain't fucked up till' he heard My music bitch I really made niggas

My Draco weird when he got hungry told me how he crave niggas

How you My brother we never starved and I wasn't in that cage with you

Keep it real forever I ain't no fake killer

Pass her to the clique let lil bro them hit you still gone lip kiss her

Them boys don't want no smoke bring up My name watch they say "There ain't issue"

When Red died I can't even lie I used up all the tissue

They we stand on business I already'd slide before I dropped Too Official

In the streets My name hold weights

Nigga know this shit can get too official