[Intro]

Stuka

[Verse]

By the grace of God, I beat depression

I was low so low I felt like I lost my blessings fam

I had thoughts of gripping on a weapon

Come we dial up the plug, man a press it on his melon akh

Now everything's prozy come we peddle that (it’s mad)

And fuck love cuz, I just wanna get the stack

I need cash I won't settle till I'm seeing racks

If bro said he got a move then I’m preeing that

We done scouted the trap I'm in and out in a flash

He got ounces and that I had to lift him

Cold heart no remorse for a victim

And I expect the same if I'm caught slippin'

Niggas always talk tough and they ain't did tings

Like they won't ride but they'll ride on the riddim

I ain't with that, I just grab flake and flip that

Or I link, and go whip that (Whip it)

TT every g gotta bring back

My ting’s Hollywood, off white with the [?]

So if we’re talking ‘bout the trap I do it very well

And any time I got bagged I told ‘em fairy tales

“Nah nah Officer I ain't with it, I ain’t never been in the field like I'm Vidic

I ain't seen bro back steel and cause spillage

Nah I don't know no trapstars and no drillers fam”

But we still mop stains like Cillit Bang

So you can’t hang if you ain't really down with the gang

Shawty took two sips and she buss it down

I love it when she come around, throw that back up and down

Hit once guarantee she want another round

Imma show her suttin' wild true I know she love my style

But I'm a man on a mission so I gotta bounce

Cah ain't nobody helped the kid when I was down and out

So I ain't got time for these hoes I'm on the glide with my bros tryna ride on my foes darg

And you know what it's like on the roads man'll rise up the pole and slap five at your dome blud

Night night game over that's case closed

That's the regiment jumping out on the main road (Baitface)

I got niggas that activate if I say so

Like they gon' bleach out the night just to blaze chrome (Mazza)

Like what you thought, we won't turn a nigga corpse?

We in the garrison, I ain't tryna show him no remorse

Them man are panickin' we ain't never gonna settle scores

Jump out they're gettin' bored I'll smoke a nigga like a draw

I tell that nigga suck your mother she a whore

Got a problem? Take a tour on my block you can find me

That's ten toes trap mode in my Nikeys

So try me I got heart like a pikey (Big heart)