[Intro]

Ayy, ayy, real talk, I might not make it, I won't last (Won't last)

Real talk, I see snakes up in the grass (In the grass)

Real talk, that's 'bout 180 on that dash (On the dash)

Real talk, I see snakes in the grass (Pew-pew)

Ayy, real talk, I might not make it, I won't last (Won't last, gang)

Real talk, I see snakes up in the grass (Yeah, in the grass)

Real talk, that's 'bout 180 on that dash (Yeah, Crow)

Real talk, I see snakes in the grass (Ayy)

Ayy, niggas ain't comin' how we comin', nigga

187 shit, nigga (Ayy, pull up on the block too)

Free my nigga Heist too, bro

[Verse 1]

Uhh, okay, I'll do it 95 on 95 (Ayy, on 95)

I want my one on one, I do not need my Glock (That Glock)

Pop one, pop two, then three, I don't know how to stop (Pop-pop-pop)

The witnesses do not exist, they not alive (Dead)

Ayy, talkin' 'bout cash, I'm talkin' 'bout stocks

You talkin' 'bout racks, I'm talkin' 'bout guap (Ayy)

I'm talkin' 'bout twenty years from right now

The decisions you make gon' reflect that account (Goddamn)

Count the amount, then double it out, and pick up a pound (A pound)

We started it out with like less than a dollar, boy, fuck what you thought 'bout

Runnin' it out, I'm knockin' shit down (Ayy)

I'm pushing that weight, then I'm pushing the sound (The sound)

I push a fuck nigga right out of the town

Got a hunnid round drum and this bitch don't get found (Grrah)

Under the bed, I come for yo' legs

Yo' down on one knee, take one to the head

I own a few rings, but I'll never be wed

Flickin' my wrist, don't get caught in this web (Pew)

Enemies slippin' they all can get wet (Pew)

I pull on that bitch like I'm walking a pet (Brrt)

Prices go up when I walk on a jet, from 20K to 40K 'cause my net (40K)

Candy paint and maybe matte for the 'Vette (Paint)

Fuck you mean, I'm bangin' back if you pressed

If a nigga think I ain't on nothin', be blessed (Haha)

'Cause I'm coming at you, finna tattoo your chest (Grrah)

[Bridge]

Uhh, that boy broke his foot like the old Carti

Run in the crib, bodies jump, it ain't no party (Haha)

If I shit on you, I am so sorry (Haha)

Body gon' fall out the air like he Jeff Hardy (Woah)

[Verse 2]

Your ho pop up early with no warning, but that bitch never come late, she got no tardy (Ayy, woo-woo)

She threw me that face at a show hardly, then she said we finna date I said, "Oh, are we?" (On god)

Nigga too gone off the Bacardi

Backup lil' bitch lose her breath like an asthmatic

She all on my pipe like a crack addict

This shit a bad habit, no, I can not have it (Ayy)

That .40 on me, I'ma cop back it

There ain't no back tracking, I turn to assassin (Grrah)

I pull on they block, catch an opp lackin' (Ayy)

He catch a Hot Pocket, then we go drop casket (Bah)

[Outro]

Real talk, I might not make it, I won't last

Yeah, real talk, I see snakes up in the grass

Shhmody