Intro]

Whole crew flexed up , like 10 dollars to my name

Verse]

Black jeans on , blood on mah phone

I ain't comin home ,, just leave me alone

Stay smokin blunts; trappin telephone

Red tears fallin from my fuckin wrist doe

Ima fly away , haunt u when u sleep

Blood money , dirty 20s , gotta get the cheese

Smoke in my eyes , i can’t see a thing

Ima grimy muthafucka but my razor clean

Keep it to yourself, no one gives a fuck

Since the 6th grade knew how to flip a buck

Wrist shynin now , keep a switch tucked

Blood glistenin on mah fuckin bitch' cut

You better pray to deer god that he comes and saves you

Cause when i come up wit my blade

There's nothin that can save you

Clip you like a video , ill cut you like a take two

Bitch we flexin now , i am never ever stable

Bitch we ridin out , moon glarin in the distance

Get away from me , goodbye and good riddance

Call my knife a period it stop you like a sentence

Echoes cloud my brain ,, hope this life will fuckin finish