[Intro : R]

Yeah

[Verse 1 : R]

You heard of el chapo? ... Im el guapo

Good looking nigga , Bad bitches tryna book a nigga

Still swing like kareem still hook a nigga

Catch me in the ride outside .... wit the troopas nigga

These Lil whores , fighting for these mk bags

Thats when Mortals combat for michaels kors

I rather have a chick who cop cuz she afford

Ain't nothin like...buying whatever inside the store

Check

Big pump , mask on looking like starlord

Infrared beam , shit looking like star wars

Black and white vest , now im wearing the concord

Once the clip empty , I give em the encore

Ain't no way we gonna settle down

I need the wraith with the seats peanut butter brown

Jelly purple paint so when I pull around

Everyone who doubted me can see the boy is heavy now

Real Shit

[Bridge : Statz]

I can never tell no lies i'm too Authentic

And even if they see i'm live they won't admit it

[Chorus : Statz]

So ima show these niggas how I get down

Mashing on the gas I gotta Get It

Tides get high you gotta keep your head up

Tryna swerve the pressure but I feel it

Going through these cycles god gone test Ya

Grinding Hard I push it to the limit

Ain't no way I'm slowing or gone let up

Is you wit me or against me ?

Yeah

[Verse 2 : R]

Im always ready to stay in my zone

Chief like i'm Patrick Mahomes , Gold Chain like razor ramon

When I snap ... say goodbye to half ... infinity stones

Its a wrap , watch me as I plan to take over the throne

Niggas barking up the wrong tree , just leave me alone

Standing in my way makes me think you don’t know where you going

When its time for war me and my niggas we move like the romans

One shot’ll have you in a box lookin like a mormon

And this side im showing hideous ... but dead serious

I be wrecking shit like toretto ... fast furious

All this come from experience , When I point... you blank ...period

Have your soul outta your body like its insidious

Alot of ya be talkin but ya lack skill

And alot be acting like they want they ass killed

Everybody gangsta til it gets real

Looking at a shotty thatll have em do a cartwheel

Real Shit

[Bridge : Statz]

I can never tell no lies i'm too Authentic

And even if they see i'm live they won't admit it

[Chorus : Statz]

So ima show these niggas how I get down

Mashing on the gas I gotta Get It

Tides get high you gotta keep your head up

Tryna swerve the pressure but I feel it

Going through these cycles god gone test Ya

Grinding Hard I push it to the limit

Ain't no way I'm slowing or gone let up

Is you wit me or against me

Yeah