[Verse 1] Yeah I got a fully loaded cartridge and thoughts and enemies Rhymes razor sharp, that's that rawkus energy My heart pump Hennessy Veins pump Don Julio, rock rubies Assorted color stones in the j**elry Picture that A n***a delegatin' with diplomats Used to pitch nickel sacks Now I can sh** a stack Im on it Defecatin' on your rap performers Appeal, more the Ma** And Fash pa**ed enormous I don't get excited, I get ignited Burn like a brush fire when I write it Barb-wire for those bitin' Titan in the ring, Tyson when I swing Python, when the mic's on, I strike harm Madre know I'ma drug dealer uh Tecate sippin, my mug's rippin Compadre stealin', the slug peelin' Nonsense, crip'n & blood spillage in the village No remorse shown, no love given, n***a [Hook] F-A-S-H-A-W-N No, you don't know how much trouble you in No, they just hustle, I hustle to win Don't say I'm done, just say I've done it again [Verse 2] Homie If it ain't the shells, its the gazelles If I'm not still in a cell, I'm out on bail Dirty, is what's under my nails, off the rail Young homie will f** up a scale, he hustle well Count kale off of sellin' broccoli, never fail co*ky, you can tell, co*k is 2XL Block had to bail Look like, I just ate rock lobster All these shells, shocked, you lookin pale Why? Cause I prevailed, a ha**a for the nail You hot huh? Is it cause yo pockets lookin frail? Memoirs of a Mobsta with a tale Wrote pop like im Pharrell Pop pop, two rappers fail I once was a poster boy for poverty Until I hit the lottery 'Po, something you gotta see You n***as will never figure me out I figured that, figures is what this sh** is about Motha f**a! [Hook x2] F-A-S-H-A-W-N No, you don't know how much trouble you in No, they just hustle, I hustle to win Don't say I'm done, just say I've done it again