(Almighty God)
This young nigga with me
Really shoot like Trae

I´m pullin´ up with seven MAC-11s

Hop out the double-R, Louis V steppin´
Put a beam on every single weapon
Send me the addy and I´ma address it
I wanna start rippin´ through your leggings
You´re better than Margiela and Giuseppe
Want you to stop playing, you can get it
Just send me the addy and I´ma address it, yeah

All I know is get the bag, facts
I get money out the ass, facts
You should see what´s in my stash, racks
You don´t want it to get bad, oh man
Really shootin´ like The Mask, facts
Runnin´ through bodies like Mad Max
Hoodie on, grippied up, mask black
I keep it on me, get your ass back
The niggas I roll with is not nice
Hit a nigga in front of his mom, I swear

Forty-two niggas gon´ knock him down
We can get the one, I don´t know if he my height
Yeah, half of these niggas cannot fight
They used to call us dirty Bronx guys
Now niggas´ bitches send me heart eyes
Niggas´ bitches be sendin´ me heart eyes
I got a bankroll in every whip
Hop out the double-R, Louis V steppin´
Put a beam on every single weapon
Designer clothes, I get it for free
They wonder why I never go to sleep
It´s niggas tryna take me out my misery
But I can never let them get me off my feet
I put a Hellcat engine in the Jeep
It´s not a G-Wagen, yeah
And I ain´t really with the back-and-forth shit
Just let me know if it´s static, yeah
Hangin´ ´round nothin´ but bosses, no losses, only W´s, yeah

My nigga don´t even make songs and he got more hits than a baddie, yeah
Turn my bitch into a brat, she got more double C than a Sabathia, yeah
Had a nine-car garage at the crib, crib so big, I call it a lair
I know you just wanna show off in my car, makin´ videos flippin´ your hair
Girl, you gon´ fall out of line fuckin´ with the stars, baby, you is not ordinar´
Niggas gon´ fall out of line fuckin´ with some thugs, nigga, get you right out of here
Got a FN, it came with a scope and a beam, I´m ready, yeah
(Almighty God)

I´m pullin´ up with seven MAC-11s
Hop out the double-R, Louis V steppin´

Put a beam on every single weapon
Send me the addy and I´ma address it
I wanna start rippin´ through your leggings
You´re better than Margiela and Giuseppe
Want you to stop playing, you can get it
Just send me the addy and I´ma address it
I´m pullin´ up with seven MAC-11s
Hop out the double-R, Louis V steppin´
Put a beam on every single weapon
Send me the addy and I´ma address it
I wanna start rippin´ through your leggings
You´re better than Margiela and Giuseppe
Want you to stop playing, you can get it
Just send me the addy and I´ma address it, yeah