[Verse: Blue Pesos]

I ask myself how I come up with this shit

A nigga switch and we gon' hit him with a switch

Ugh, I swear a broke bitch make me sick

Really came up out the struggle, now my wrist worth a fortune (Reconboy)

All my pieces go retard it, wanna sco’, gon' need an army

My bitch badder than a Barbie

Chop' tucked, nigga, walk him to the party

I’ma always hit my target, I don't fold under pressure

Why the fuck y'all outside? Ain't throwin' funds in y'all's section (Bz, you crazy)

I keep my own gun, but my shooter, he a two-time felon

Kick the door, look like Tekken

Brand-new chop, it's an investment

Just chill out, lil’ bro, ’fore my niggas get aggressive

That lil' BBL was trash, no, bitch, that don’t imprеss me

I don't regret shit, nigga, I said what I said

Said it's a warrant for my arrеst, I been tryna dodge the feds

You ain't heard of Cartier watch? It’ll get a nigga stretched

Maybe you should give rap a break, I don't know, you look stressed

You growin' gray hairs and shit

Any blasphemy, we gon' make a nigga face these clips

I'm always on that bullshit, couple members with the tools in

Beggin' for the clout? Fuck it, put him on the news then

Sometimes I like to sit up in the dark and watch my jewels hit

Take his gun from him, you don't even know what to do with this

Everywhere I go, make sure I seize the opportunity

Susie and her sister know I speak guapanese fluently

I don't want friends, but with my brothers, I'ma break bread

Let the mops draggin' on the floor, where the Ajax?

All up on my line, dick ridin', niggas J-cats

Louis V cape and a black foreign, I look like Batman

Like we at Poppies, told a pussy nigga, "Strip for me"

Twenty thousand dollars on this watch, bitch, we get big money

The cold devil speakin' in my ear like, "What's got into you?"

Nigga, you can never claim the Mussle, that ain't fit for you