[Verse 1]

What the fuck is you want ?

Everybody been askin' me, focus on me and my youngs

Not thinkin' about you or them pussy ass niggas that's after me

Rollin' this ounce, yeah here go the bounce

Most likely the highest around need a verse or that work

Okay, well I need the highest amount

Man you niggas ain't workin' shit

You probly still jerkin'

Sittin' at home pockets hurtin'

I'm nice that's for certain

She think I'm a flirt, it's a wrap like a turban

Once I get up under that skirt

No questions, bitch don't ask me no questions

Catching feelings, shit

I'm too busy catchin' these blessings

Them lessons I learned 'em, all my ex's I burned 'em

All this weed is compressing my sternum

Lil bro keep a connect with the burners

And everything I done got I done earned it

So shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)

Let me smoke to the beat right quick

Now I'm backseat

Got your bitch up in my backseat rollin' up a back wood

Scary niggas just act hood, run up on me that's a bad look

I wish his ass would

Before you pass nigga ash that

You a square nigga hashtag

In high school you was the nigga walk around

With the wheels on his backpack

Funny nigga you a class act

[Hook]

Yeah

All I can do now is pray for you niggas (yeah)

I'm done with the talkin' nothin' else to say to you niggas

Yeah

When it comes to this rapin and I feel like MJ to you niggas Yeah

Had to promise myself to go hard everyday on you niggas

[Verse 2]

Look

Don't give a fuck who in here

Fuckin' with sharks nigga you gon' need scuba gear

Don't make me act a fool in here

Your bitch treat my dick like a souvenir

You niggas ain't real, you the type to get caught

Goin' snitch on you boy for a deal

Get out like you don't know what happened like (maan)

We finna pull up to your crib

Big homie told me don't sell work where you live

Fuck a hand out bro, you'll get what you give

Rollin' this kill got me high as fuck

Got your bitch wetter than firetrucks

Got hunnids on hunnids just pilin' up

BOW is the label, no signin' us

Just give us the cash and we ghost

First whip Imma cop is as a Ghost

Feelin' like Shaq in the post

Peel off the top and I head to the coast

Just give me some herb I don't fuck with them pills

You smokin' on stress and you stressin' on bills

For real

[Bridge]

Like, what is a broke nigga gon' tell me man?

A broke nigga can give me no type of advice bro

I ain't even trynna hear none of that shit

[Verse 3]

But nevermind that

Hotboxin' in the coupe, walk by and catch a contact

Y'all be rappin' all this nonsense

Weak flow, zero content, y'all gotta stop that

Y'all be fuckin' up the game nigga

Lord knows we ain't the same nigga

You don't even see the picture

Cause you focus on the frame nigga

Everyday a different chain nigga

I bring the pain nigga

Takin' flights with the whole team

Gun dirty but my ho clean

Sun kissed with my codeine

Wrote my first rap when I was 14

Since then been beastmode

Flow colder that a new year's night on the East coast

Young Bull nigga D. Rose

Fake niggas we don't need those

Double!

[Hook]

Yeah

All I can do now is pray for you niggas (yeah)

I'm done with the talkin' nothin' else to say to you niggas

Yeah

When it comes to this rappin' and I feel like MJ to you niggas (swish)

Yeah

Had to promise myself to go hard everyday on you niggas