[Nail Tech]
(King of the whole galaxy)
(It´s only one, one of one)
(When I´m gone, there´s none to none)

Double R the Wraith (Skrrt-skrrt), peekin´ out the blinds (Yeah)
Heard the opps hit from the back though
Shit, boy, I´m creepin´ out the side (On God)
I´m a boss, you a worker (Phew)
Like, why in the fuck is you speakin´ outta line? (Phew)
Can´t leave without it boy, I need it on my side (Phew)
Feelin´ kinda evil, it´s a demon when I ride (Phew)

[Ginseng Strip 2002]
Spent twelve in the BAPE store (Pfft)
You that one guy the hoes used to rate low
You that one guy that blew it, now his pape´ low
Let a bitch ask for somethin´, I´ma say, "No" (Nope)

Let ´em try and pass the ´Wood, I´ma say "Nah" (Nah)
You ain´t never seen the Drac´ with the ACOG
Lamb´ chops with the zips, fuck the steak sauce
Seen a body, got to runnin´ home like his baseball (Phew-phew)

[Independent]
Bitch, if you ain´t independent, stay yo´ ass at home
Aki slide down blowin´ fully switches like they saxophones (Brrt)
Talk a body missin´, wait until they find a bag of bones
Had to go and hire thirty workers, just to stash the lo´

[Run It!]

(Brrt, damn)
(Shit, fuck, look, yeah)
(ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, you know what the fuck goin´ on)
(Walk in, walk in)
Walk into the spot and run it like I´m Chris Breezy (Brrt)
Sweater by the Gallery, I think the kicks Yeezy (Yeezy)
Talk about some Johnny Dang, why yo´ kid cheesy? (Why?)
In the store I´m Johnny Cage with this punchin´, shit easy (Punch, punch, punch), ha

[Sittin´ Sidewayz]
Sittin´ sideways, I can get it five ways (Pfft, ha)
Lil´ brodie found out crime pays, he raised the crime rate

Why the fuck he nickel dime and actin´ like he buy weight? (Why?)
Why the fuck the big body can´t fit up in the driveway? (Skrrt, driveway)

[Sorry Bout That]
(Damn, Trgc made that?)
She eat me up like it´s Benihana (Brrt)
Walkin´ out, kicks say Balenciagi´
Hell kitty, it do one-fifty, this is not a Honda
I got the sauce, I got cheese, this is not lasagna
Hope they don´t see me in public, got balaclava
Hope they don´t bug me in public, I got blicky (Bah-bah)
Big clip, Curtis Jack, got fifty (Bah-bah)
Inner state, seen cops got shifty (Skrrt-skrrt)
Sippin´ on some Wock´ lil´ bitch, this not big Bs, yeah (Phew, yeah)

[Mask Off]
Had to go and take the mask off (Grrah)
Lil´ cuddy, he don´t rap, he just sittin´ in the trap (Yeah), he just tryna go and get the bag off (Yeah, get it off)
Tryna get where I´m at? (Yeah) First, you gotta go and stack (Yeah), then you gotta go and work your ass off
Do the dash in the Trackhawk
Spin out, burn out, then I´m finna go and stab off (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Finna tax dawg, like, "Fuck a half off"

[Ms. Jackson]
(Yeah)
Sorry, Ms. Jackson (I´m sorry)
Nah, I ain´t sorry, I´ll scam your ass again (Again)

I´m just rappin´ while I´m thinking, I don´t even have a pen
Made a hunnid ten times, used to couldn´t stack a ten, it´s alright though (Sheesh)

[Yeah!]
Called a choppa RDB, boy, it´ll dropkick you (Fuck)
If you ain´t SBDSN, then I am not with you (Nope)
Big pits, Saint Bernard, boy, this is not shits (Brr)
Couldn´t take a step in my shoes, boy, they do not fit you (Phew, huh)

[Hard in the Paint]
Ride around, AMG (Huh)
Ride around, ´K on me (Huh, phew)
Ride around turnt, I just pour, quaking up in a Faygo cream (Hurt)

You ain´t ride around nowhere (Nah)
You ain´t ridin´ nowhere with the tank on E (At all)
Blue check, walkin´ out the bank on fleek
Quarter ticket in a month, did it take four weeks? (Brrt)

[Freestyle]
(I´m just freestylin´, bitch)
Chillin´, I got Wocky´ up in my body
Chillin´ with Aki, he ridin´ with Tommy (Shh)
I hop off the jet then I hop in the Masi´ (Skrrt)
All that killer talk, bitch, you never dropped a body
I don´t wrestle shit, I ain´t Scotty 2 Hotty
Try and box us, you gon´ get boxed up (Brrt)
Been on go since the jump, I ain´t never stopped once, nah (Brrt, phew)

[Forever]
Once you pull some dirt, you stick with it forever
Brodie on parole, don´t give a fuck, he clutchin´ it on tents (Ever)
See an opp at church, don´t give a fuck, we stumpin´ him wherever
Askin´ ´bout the rap game? Gon´ run this shit forever

[FREEDAWG]
I feel invincible (Like Superman)
Oh, we do too, we turnt his ass invisible (To a ghost)
They can´t fuck with me, I put it on the biblical (On The Bible)
I could teach you sumn´, fuck it, I´m the principal

The Backwoods original, the weed, it´s exotic (Brrt)
Sleepin´ and I´m slobbin´ off the lean, bitch, I´m noddin´
2017, was stuffin´ cheese in my Robin´s (Yeah)
Thirty-three percent THC, breathin´ toxins (Phew)
Who you think you stoppin´? (Phew)

[Rubbin Off the Paint]
Tie him up and hold him hostage (Ah)
Catch him walkin´ out, I peek right through the scope and drop it (Boom)
The way you treat yo´ family, would´ve thought yo´ bro´s adopted
Goin´ shoppin´, spent two thousand on a lil´ pole to pop it, haha (Pop)

[It Was a Good Day]
If the play good (Phew)
Shit, the day good (Phew)
Fuck a pre-roll, I only face eighth ´Woods (Phew)
Shit, I´m high as hell, still gon´ roll another one (Roll it up)
Talkin´ ´bout you got the hoes, you with the runner ones

[What Happened To Virgil]
R.I.P. Virgil (Phew)
I just had Off-White on last night (Man, what happened?)
Jeans purple (Phew), thirty-five bans stuff, got the pants tight (God damn)
Steve Urkel (Yeah), two strands, doubled up, got a half pipe (Phew-phew)
Heard he down bad, that´s a sad life
Tell the bitch, "Act nice," she can get some Act´ right, yeah

[Still D.R.E.]
Drop the top (It´s nice as hell out)
If you askin´ ´bout the price, you gotta shop (You gotta buy sumn´)
Yeah, I got some Wocky´, shit, who got a pop? (Who got it?)
Tell my shooter, "Hit him in his top," he gotta drop (He got it)
Shit, we got a opp (Got it)

[Faneto]
I´m a gorilla (Woo)
The sticks vanilla (Grrt)
Slidin´ round in foreigns, cost three hunnid just to fill ´em
I pull up, hit the bitch, I get to ballin´ like I´m Billins (Splash, bitch)
Talkin´ all that false shit, I don´t feel ´em (I don´t feel ´em)

[California Love]
Out in Cali´, up in Compton where it ain´t safe (Yeah)
Bosses wake up and get to it, only lames hate (Squares)
I could do this everyday, this not the same pape´ (Nope)
You better walk back to that porches, we don´t play safe

[Juicy]
(Phew)
Stop claimin´ you real if you be backstabbin´ (Man)
I was full time rappin´, now I´m back actin´ (For real)
Why you cappin´ ´bout the past? Shit, yo´ mans have
This is not no [cou-gee?], it´s some Gucci, check the damn fabric

[Bleed It]
Kills on my feet, bitch, they bleedin´
Slidin´, if I ain´t drop sumn´, I ain´t see it (Brrah)
Where the Wocky´? Where the quaky? Bitch, I´m fiendin´ (Lean)
Bitch, I´m fresher than a man that came in Neiman´s
Bitch, I´m star player every game, every season (Bitch, swish)
Habibi Molotov, this shit don´t need a reason
Hutch chains got me freezin´, I´m in Neiman´s
It´s only one king of this bitch, you better beat it (Better beat it)

You better scram
Big ShittyBoyz, big Dog Shit Militia
King of the muhfuckin´ galaxy (On the gang)