[Intro: Excerpt from "Snowfall", Rx Papi]

Nigga, you think I'm dumb enough to give your ass a loaded gun after the shit you just pulled?

I'm the smart one, remember?

On God

You just had to do shit your way

What you think, I'm about to beg for my life?

'Cause I won't

All right, nіgga

[Verse]

You got me fucked up

I was broke, down on my ass, ready to fuck up

He let that liquor get to his head, got him fucked up

That Drac''ll put a bitch on they back, can't get the fuck up

Car fast as shit, drive this bitch like it ain't got no brakes

I jump out that car broad day, Drac' take your whole face

We cleared his whole block, nigga, turned this bitch to a cold case

It's a ghost town when we slidin', we'll leave this bitch, ain't got no trace

That chop hit you, I'm tellin' your ass, bitch, you won't make it

My youngins shooting wild through the crowd, hit a bunch of known faces

My BD partner out in the 'Raq like to put shit on David

I'm with the Faceshot Gang, we jump out and put shit on the pavement

"You niggas ruthless", yeah, aight, bitch, that's a understatement

My thumbs hurt, bitch, I just counted ten-hundred hundred faces

Took a pill before I went to sleep, 'cause I seen hundred faces

I be tryna tell myself "Chill", my mind be going places

Brodie whacked a nigga, then asked for another outfit

The nigga rolled one to the face, like that ain't 'bout shit

If you don't wan' come outside I get your house hit

Ion wan' talk, I put a Drac' where your mouth is

Thirty-thousand cash on a cuban, this shit a whirlpool

Auntie want a 50 of boy, but it's only girl here

Broke ass nigga need a job, won't get employed here

I listen everything 'bout that money, I got the Floyd ear

Brodie took a bad batch, went off, and started robbin' niggas

He started killing random niggas, wants to kill who had problems with him

Put that flame on you, you'll think that chopper got lava in it

He look like a cool dude, just play it smooth and he'll mind his business

I love that nigga to death, but people think he don't got no kind of feelings

A couple niggas got hit, but brodie wasn't even tryna kill 'em

My Glock on my lap, in my hand when I'm ridin' with 'em

I know how shit can get, but this my dawg, so I'm sliding with him

I'ma always play this shit raw, nigga, that's just what it is

Them crackers can give me $5,000,000, can't change the way I live

My name is my name, play with it, I put it on your kid

Why you were at the mall with that nigga? Think 'bout the shit you did

The boss of this shit, nigga, who the fuck I trust? Me

Bitch I'm a legend in my hood, they love me like I'm Chuck D

I stood on curbs with the clucks

Unc' hustled fifty bucks

Keep a slab by my nuts

I'm standing at the bus stop, but I ain't waiting on the bus

Cuz pass me my cup

I dump the ash from my Dutch

I'm stuffing bags in the trunk

A 50 slab get you bunked

On god