[Verse 1: Matty Boy]
7 fucking racks for this shit here baby
I been selling ice on the low lately
Pull up in the whip I got shit for sale
Vacuum sealed packs through the fucking Mail
Bought a new house for 3/4 mill
Boycotted by the industry I don't take no deals
Your man provide the house I’m just company
I ain't trusting a bitch I got my gun with me
Bitch fuck with suckas doing County time
In there talking to the law he can't hit the line
I been buying Gucci for a decade now
It was $2400 for a quarter pound
I used to take a pound and make it better
Mix it with the tone and make it glitter
Had the fiends all geaking they in love with me
When I went down they was writing me
That’s loyalty
Fuck a gang bangers that ain't feeling me
I ain't going back unless it's murder beefs murder beefs
Everywhere I go I got them killers with me
They praying for a murder they got murder envy