[Intro]

Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint

Automatic chopper, yeah I'm gon’ spark shit

I'm from the southside, yeah I stay on that park shit

Glasses on my face, I'm feelin’ like Clark Kent

A lot of money, man I'm feelin' like Bill Gates

Portrait on my face, I'm nothin' like Blueface

(Run that shit back Nino)

(Ginseng)

(Young Orcery on the beat)

(Welcome to Clayton County, AKA Jurrasic Park)

Sito, Sito, Sito

[Chorus]

I shoot a nigga with that Glock in my left hand

Fuckin' with the gang, you know you a dead man

I'm smokin' on the dead, I feel like I’m Redman

Diamonds on my teeth, I’m somethin' like Birdman

I’m livin' by that sword, might die by that sword, man

Just took a nigga off, I robbed him for ten bands

Wiped a nigga, man I paid that boy ten bands

Totin' on two Glocks but I love them FN's

Five-SevеN ’cause I RIP MAC-10s

Countin' plata, man, that shit like my best friеnd

Fuckin' on two bitches and them hoes best friends

Rich Slime, you know I pull up in new Benz

I'm too shiesty, man, you know that I'm too sinned

Fucking with the Jefe get your whole crew spin

Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint

Automatic chopper, yeah, I'm gon' spark shit

[Verse]

I'm from the southside, yeah I stay on that park shit

Glasses on my face, I'm feelin' like Clark Kent

A lot of money, man, I'm feelin' like Bill Gates

Portrait on my face, I'm nothin' like Blueface

I'm so sheisty, man, they said that I'm two-faced

Rich Slime, man, my houses got two gates

Popped a nigga, man I send him to hell's gates

Counting plata, man a nigga need two safes

Ain't tryna' politic, these niggas be too fake

Having stains, man, you know I got big rank

El Jefe, man, you know I got old stains

AK-47 and that shit wood grain

Fuckin' on your bitch, she fuck with my campaign

Fifty thousand, man, you know I'm gon' maintain

All my opps, they got turned to a new strain

Bust down Rollie but the other one plain jane

Private flights, man, I'm flying like Soul Plane

Living fast as fuck, I stay in the fast lane

Free the gang-gang, they up in the chain gang

Just spin the block, man, they calling me insane

[Chorus]

I shoot a nigga with that Glock in my left hand

Fuckin' with the gang, you know you a dead man

I'm smokin' on the dead, I feel like I'm Redman

Diamonds on my teeth, I'm somethin' like Birdman

I'm living by that sword, might die by that sword, man

Just took a nigga off, I robbed him for ten bands

Wiped a nigga, man I paid that boy ten bands

Totin' on two Glocks but I love them FN's

Five-SeveN 'cause I RIP MAC-10s

Countin' plata, man, that shit like my best friend

Fuckin' on two bitches and them hoes best friends

Rich slime, you know I pull up in new Benz

I'm too shiesty, man, you know that I'm too sinned

Fuckin' with the Jefe get your whole crew spin

Pull up in the foreign and it got dark tint

Automatic chopper, yeah I'm gon' spark shit