[Intro - Apollo Suave]
Shoutout the Devil, his daughter's my wife
Who wanna get slaughtered tonight?
Gift to the gods, you just offered your life
Let's go for a ride...
[Verse - Apollo Suave]
It's Primo, you know it
I'm in the zone
Got these b**hes, they here and they're hoein'
I'm grabbing a thot, and I know that she throatin'
My n***as is totin', they're ready to blow it
Go to your funeral, casket ain't open
Six underground, now your family's coping
n***as been lying, they say that I'm loccing
I only let the gun bang, you already know it
I'm all about the clout, flexin', finessin'
Mask and the Wesson, I come for that necklace
And if he refuse, then I get to stretchin'
Now he on the floor, I hope he learned his lesson
Free all the guys, motherf** the jakes
Stay out the gra**, I don't f** with the snakes
Don't f** with the cash, I'm all about my cake
I don't need a strap, you'll get punched in the face
Why are these n***as talking? They don't know what to say
Plotting on my downfall, they hope and they pray
n***as on my dick, I don't roll that way
I ain't talkin' graffiti, but they gon' spray in the midst of the day
1NESE7EN is the clique
Preme Team, 1NES7EN, who you with?
n***as is fraud
They put it on God they're down with the gang
They ain't really with the sh**s
Boy, you ain't really with the gang
Nah, you ain't really tryna bang
Nah, you ain't grippin' on the thang
Tryna leave a n***a stank for the motherf**ing fame
You? Do not be with the sh**s
Me? I be with the demons and sh**
You got a problem? Come see me then, b**h
Lil' b**h...
[Interlude - Yung Nashi]
Ay, pa** me that Sobe, I forgot it was in here...
Pa** me the Sobe, tho...
What's good with the Sobe, tho?...
Nah, you can't take a sip of my drink...
[Verse - Yung Nashi]
Shoutout my future, I think imma make it
I think that these thoughts got a mind of they own
I think I've been taking too much of that strong
I think I've been thinking the worst
What if them n***as run up on the ghost gang of my follow-up?
If they don't, it's just me
Yeah, I got fam, but they're out for blood
I be up grindin' while they vampin' it up
Out and about for the hustle while they plan my demise
Everybody's in on it, birthday surprise
Walk in the house to the red dots
Lights off, but I see shots
Duckin' them s**ers, they're cheap shots
Knew something was up when they teeth showed
All I got is myself...
All I got is myself...
Gripping this mic and revolver in the corner
Shirt stained from tears and fluids
But they not mine
I want a piece of cake, but I don't know if it's poison
Seen some things a mortal shouldn't see in a lifetime (Colored emoji)
All I got is myself...
All I got is myself...