[Intro]

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(Yeah, make that boy repent) (Link, please sit down)

[Chorus]

Like it's Far Cry, I'ma make that boy repent

Got them drums and magazines, and best believe I got a switch

I don't fuck with gangs, but shit-talking what I represent

Got these bands just like a festival, not talkin' 'bout events

[Verse]

Swervin' in a convertible, swervin' in a Benz

Smokin' on this gas, that bitch got a odor and a scent

Poppin' percs and poppin' xannies, them bitches got my lungs bent

I'm a loyal nigga, I won't fuck a bitch without consеnt

Feel like Yeat 'cause I bе rockin' turbans like my name Osama

Stackin' all my money up, but you can do the math, two commas

That bitch pussy so damn bald, no, I'm not talkin 'bout Saitama

My whip got black tints just like the president, feel like Obama

Stackin' all this guap, yeah, drivin' in droptop (Yeah)

Like a bunny, she gon' hop, on my meat, she give me top

With my army like the navy, she gon' suck my nut like gravy

With my emo bro, Lil Tracy, why this girl wanna have my baby? (Link, please sit down)

Once I mention money, these niggas gon' try to circumvent

I'ma stay on my grind, I won't fall off, that's what I'll prevent

She a only child with some fans, she wanna make some content

But I'm not gon' fuck her, I don't like no sluts, I'm being honest

I know you mentioned me on that lil' weak song, boy get off my tip

'Cause I got all these sticks on me, them Glocks and AK's, I'm equipped

I'm smokin' on this weed and marijuana, come on, take a sniff

I know that bitch strong like John Cena, watch that bitch do tricks and flips

[Chorus]

Like it's Far Cry, I'ma make that boy repent

Got them drums and magazines, and best believe I got a switch

I don't fuck with gangs, but shit-talking what I represent

Got these bands just like a festival, not talkin' 'bout events