This ho act like she won´t fuck it, got rich, I´m like, "Fuck it"
If it´s fuck it, I´m like, "Fuck ´em," might hop out with oven
Fuck it, might put all my ice on when I´m out in public

Fuck around and take a nigga bitch and fly her out the country

Fuck ´em, even though I love ´em, I put sumn´ to his funeral
You ain´t even kill him, him for real, bro, how you tryna get turnt up off a rumor?
Yeah, he run fast as hell, just imagine a Hellcat chasin´ a Puma
Man, I know you niggas bitches, say it to me, but don´t say it to Boomin

See, his death a celebration, you know I know the right way just to do ´em
Man, that shit was devastating, I dropped my cup in front of the lawyer
Think he playing, he gon´ cut his band, he fly out with a warrant

Can you pass this message to him for me? Dis ain´t what he want

How you miss out what I did for real? You bring up what I don´t
You know Jamby sees his head, that´s why Ion be playin´ with ´em on the phone
If I say it one time, you know they ass on go, I´m the one
Even though I ain´t vote, I still got a secret passage in the trunk

My little manager, she has me fuckin´, I keep a mattress in the trunk
And he know I ain´t gon´ do it for real, but ask him what he want
See the new McLaren, I tried to trade it for a Lambo

I was too embarrassed to kick the cup, I want my last four

I done broke my back a hunnid times for your ass, bro
Tried to do my taxes, I say no ´cause what you scam for?
You don´t be feeling funny to tell the police all the info
CPN, you get you months for free, what you pay rent for?

Go with all that trollin´, then got whacked while they on live
Rather turn up at my shows, where they got rats at Rolling Loud
Don´t try to reach up on that stage, pull you up, this strap blow through the crowd

Say, "Fuck a plea," they gave him ten, bro throwed it back, we go to trial

I would´ve killed RICO for real if I ain´t move, I ain´t A Boogie
niggas slimin´ till they in them police rooms, they turn to woody
I got somethin´ in my hoodie, size of Dej, bitch a fully
Can´t be playin´ with no nigga who got more paper, dis shit ´bout money

Made so many packs with my lil´ relly dad, that´s why we selling gas
These rappers cap, be out here spreading lies, that shit don´t never last
I´d never go bad, I see my son like, "That´s my better half"

Fuck what the streets saying, I see myself with your lil´ tellin´ ass

We be in that field, the only smoke they pass is blunts
I had right before the deal, two Rollie buss, go add it up
This my life for real, them boys ain´t trappin´ nothing, they rapping us
If I call up Wuk and tell ´em it´s a go, he maskin´ up, nigga

I throw on Vezzo in the morning when I wanna count it up
Man, I know you ass a fan, I come around, you snap it up
I can´t play it off, I want to take you off, can´t dap you up

Took your life, this your brother, ask him why he ain´t help you up