I got 30 inch rims, spinning off these fuckin beamer boy

All this money fraudulent my pops say we be cheatin boy

Chill with all that talkin he got popped n now he leavin boy

Highness on my dick like its my mothafuckin season boy

Skinny jeans on like a hoe, but my pockets big

Give a fuck bout whatchu know, keep on watchin it

Murderer, robba she wrote, keep on poppin shit

Step on back, you scratch my beamer boy, im finna pop yo shit

Know me by my music, no you know me cuz i fucked yo hoe

Ain't no competition, mr popular, it wasn't close

Throwin allegations, got no money, ?

Bitch i got receipts homie, told you that i was a pro

Step up my city, big mistake, you get yo rеadin boy

Even if he hit me, bitch my bullеts leave em leakin boy

Im not quiet or mysterious, im just schemin boy

White boy comin from the trap, im emo, best believe it boy

I got 30 inch rims, spinning off these fuckin beamer boy

All this money fraudulent, my pops say we be cheatin boy

Chill with all that talkin, he got popped n now he leavin boy

Highness on my dick like its my mothafuckin season boy

Ballin up yo fist, i got my trigger, bitch im squeezin boy

Homie yeah i killed yo family too it leave u weepin boy

C isnt sharp, i missed my shot, nah u just dreamin boy

Black ops 2, i pop out with ? speakin boy