[Intro]

N-n-nine hundred degrees

C'mon

I threw a Xan

(I smoke straight up pack)

[Verse]

I threw a xan inside my drink with every sip, I'm moving slow motion

I cut the lean with gasoline

I'm selling dirty potion

Walking sipping through the Lenox mall, we got our 30s pokin

I barely bring my shooters out of town, they always cause commotion

Don't put my name on paperwork, cause I'll clap a rodent

My opp want me to teach him how to punch the trap, ain't having motion

This groupy bitch been trying to trap me, so I packed the Trojan

She keep asking if her head was nice, I sent the trash emoji

My main bitch keep asking what I'm doing, I sent the bag emoji

They call me every time they see him out the city track him for me

Here go a 20 ball, find him and clap him for me

That X6 can't save you you better pack a forty

Yes, bitch, I'm from the suburbs, but I got ghetto dreams

I'm trying to touch a million off of fraud, so I can feed the streets

My lawyer beat a hundred cases a year, there's no defeating me

The city know I'm rich now, I could tell by how they treating me

My hitman put a opp in the walker, he can't stand no more

We ain't never see you step on shit, going stand no more

He down bad Pillow talking, trying to take my whores

I can triple up on anything he got, I've been keeping up the score

I got three different killers in the whip, I've been ready for war

For me, my shooter catch bodies for free, but I'll pay him for sure

I sprint outside the crib, jump in the whip, when there's pape on the floor

Still got his main bitch over at my crib, she's been doing my chores