Haha, ayy, yeah, hah
f** Splurge man
f** everybody who with n***a man
Is he signed or what?
Ayy let me hear that ho Jeff
Ooh ooh
I'm back on that f** sh**, that f** sh**, that f** sh**
Reach out the car with the pistol, I'm bustin'
Ain't tryna talk, you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
It's a new day so I'm gettin' new money
Servin' the white, get your nose real runny
Chopper gon' chop you, your body look chunky
Just got a pint so I pour up the muddy
My phone keep ringing, I can't even worry
Catch you in traffic, ain't got time to lurk
My lil n***a talkin' crazy, retarded, bezerk
You know it ain't sh** to get put on a shirt
Got a whole lot of fans, got a whole lot of haters
Whole lot of bands and a whole lot of paper
We want the smoke, yeah we want the vapor
Can't f** a white ho, f** around say I raped her
I'm goin' up, can you see how they treat me?
Then you gon' play me, lil b**h is you tweakin'?
We come and get bodies, yeah we the grim reaper
I never liked school so I disrespect teachers
You better go handle your business
I'm talkin' rackades, I'm talkin' digits
Go make me aim some big sh** at his fitted
Roll up a wood right now, gettin' lifted
They say I'm trippin', say I see the devil
Rank one gang, I'm on a new level
Don't need aim, I'm good with this metal
Know when to go through the metal detector
Hoes want to kick it but I don't
Make fifty bands off an iPhone
I'm still sayin' "who?" like Mike Jones
If you f** with the movement then right on
I mix the green and the purple together
Me and the Glock go perfect together
You and the feds be workin' together
I got on Gucci, it got a bird feather
We pull up on him, catch you smokin' dope
Last thing he seen was my eyes in the scope
You ain't on that gang sh**, boy you a ho
I'm not a trapper but bricks for the low
Wrap 'em up, wrap 'em up, wrap 'em up, wrap 'em
Bust up the laws and make 'em call back-ups
Streets ain't safe, you better go strap up
Double cup and ice, I'm pouring Act up
I don't f** with peons, leave me alone
Look at my jacket, this b**h is from Rome
Treat her like a dog and give her a bone
I pull up with sticks, we pull up with stones
Right now I'm on cloud nine, I can't feel my mind
We ain't kissin', hit that b**h from behind
Treat him like Ricky, put a hole in his spine
Meet me at the store and be there on time
n***as is b**hes, they all in they feelings 'cause I'm goin' up
I got a blunt but you cannot hit it because it too stuffed
My neighbor do laws, don't come to the front
After I f** I kick her like a punt
You a cap rapper, you lie when you rhyme
Gotta come with some money, don't know about signing
Aim at the head, aim for his lining
Hit from the back, a** like Blac Chyna
Been through a lot but the people don't see it
Smokin' good dope, feel like Sosa, I'm chiefin'
n***as be talkin', my n***as not speakin'
We got them sticks on us, we playin' defense
Don't think about goin' in the streets
I got my leg deep down in the streets
I know that y'all peep n***as tryna be me
AR-15 knock the doors off a Jeep
The OG's tell me just keep pushin'
I know you smell me, OG cookie
Look at them staring, b**hes lookin'
Your b**h is bust down, let me get in that p**y
This my beat, the last song I meet
The chopper gon' sing, the chopper gon' shoot
I'm sippin' honey like Winnie the Pooh
I cover my face and pop out, peek-a-boo
Yeah, uh-huh
I told y'all I don't like to do hooks and sh**
Haha, I'm good, keep goin'
Splurge sh**, new sh** on the way man
Jefferson on the beat b**h, yeah