(Ayy, Heavy, turn that beat up, though)
Uh, hmm-hmm (Let the BandPlay), yup, hmm-hmm
These bitch-ass niggas doin´ all this motherfuckin´ talkin´
I ain´t even doin´ no more talkin´, it ain´t nothin´ to say, it ain´t nothin´ to talk about

This all you gon´ hear from me, hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Ha-ha-ha, that´s what your bitch be hearing from the back when I be hitting from the back (Uh)
Hold on
Hold on, uh

Uh, uh, hold on, uh
Ice on me cold like I´m Frozone (Ice)
Cartier watch, hit up two-tone (Bling)
Shit on these niggas, they say, "Scarr, you dead wrong" (Dead wrong)
We done made plays off a flip phone
Trappin´ and rappin´, post up ´til it get gone (Get gone)

Like how he get signed off of two songs?
Only been rappin´ six months, it ain´t take long (Take long)

I fucked the lil´ shawty, gotta cum on
Catch him in traffic, hit him up ´til the truck gone
Greedy lil´ bitch got her head gone
Send the airhead to get both of their head blown
Never ever, ever, would I go like that
Gotta know the game, checkers, nigga, not chess
Go against the gang, get your ass put to rest
A-1 drop, let the cops come and test
Came in raw, but I still remixed it
Pushin´ more weight than LA Fitness
Blow a light dub, bought some drip in Lenox
G-RAW shirt, one pack cost fifty
Hundred dollar lines just to fuck up my kidney

Ain´t about the money, then nigga, I ain´t listenin´
I´ma slide every time, give a fuck if it risky
Rich-ass nigga, still post in the trenches
Uh, yup, new opp dead, now the feds out to get me
Say he catch a body, but he know that shit fishy
If I´m on the move, then y´all not comin´ with me
God with his ass, next time, can´t miss him
Hundred bills at the spot, gotta dismiss him
Automatic chopper, yeah, I shoot it with a rhythm
I could drop a bag, get ´em put up in the blender (Brr, brr, brr, brr)
Nigga talkin´ gas, who the fuck got killed?
Would have been dead, but the feds got a tip
Valley Bank, J keep the HK still
Catch ´em down bad, I´ma dump the whole clip
Give a fuck about your man, get your best man killed

Feelin´ like the mayor, yeah, the man of the year
Had a clear shot, still hit me in the hip
Lightbulb diamonds, shinin´ like a chandelier
Maybach slidin´, but I´m ridin´ in the rear
All the opps dyin´, it´s a celebration year
Diamonds, ain´t these see-through, crystal clear?
Yeah, I signed a deal, that don´t mean I´m in the clear
Still hop out with the chopper, make a nigga disappear
Was ridin´ steamer, now I´m flyin´ in the Lear
So Icy Gang, make a bitch say, "Brr"

Uh, uh, hold on, uh
Ice on me cold like I´m Frozone (Uh)
Cartier watch, hit up two-tone
Shit on these niggas, they say, "Scarr, you dead wrong"

We done made plays off a flip phone
Trappin´ and rappin´, post up ´til it get gone
Like how he get signed off of two songs?
Only been rappin´ six months, it ain´t take long