(Enrgy made this one)
What up, Enrgy?
The top feels so much better than the bottom, hah (Rio)

Ayy, broke nigga, you a window shopper
I ain´t ´bout to scrap with you, I´m a pistol popper
Mini-Draco on me now, this a little chopper
I´ll squeeze this bitch all on your face, this is a pimple popper
I just bought a whole pint, you a liquor copper
Fully switch on the Glock, this a four-nickel chopper
Military-issued bullets in it, each one fifty dollars
Big dog, keep slippin´ off the chain, I need a different collar
Put this oven on your head, now your biscuit risin´
I told my plug throw a brick, now it´s a chicken flyin´
Baguetty-etties in my chain, you got little diamonds

What the fuck, you writin´ statements? Why a pencil by you?
Stop rappin´ off them YouTube instrumentals, buy ´em
Don´t say shit when I cook dope, I think the kitchen wired
I was tryna keep it cool, then my pistol fired
Thick Bible on me while I´m rappin´, I´m a scripture writer
I´m at the set buyin´ shit, you just look through windows
Balenciagas big as fuck, when I wear these, I´m 6´2"
I´m finna shoot a crib up, I´ma need a rental
I don´t need a gun, I could kill someone with three utensils
Hit him in his jaw, it went through, can´t you see the dimples?

Bullets knock your teeth out, now you gon´ need dentures
Went to church, got baptized and all, but I´ma keep sinnin´
We got a cheat code for the game, that´s why we keep winnin´
I know Jerry got some drank, this nigga keep grinnin´
Dustin got some Oxycontin 30´s, he want three a milligram
Nigga want some Adderalls, I sold him three Benadryls
Nigga pull up tryna scrap with me, I bet we kill him
You don´t wanna buy these Xanny bars, they thirteen-fifty
I can´t hold my head up, I been codeine sippin´
Stab a nigga in his neck, the wound three inches

Nigga really tryna make a killing, bring me a ****
Ayy, I couldn´t say that word
Take some shit you said and switch it up, I got a way with words
I walk around with dog shit, you got a baby turd
You got a pint of what? Let me taste the syrup
Caught a nigga in the Scat´ on MLK and Third
Throw a couple shots at it, I bet I make him swerve
.308 so big, when I shoot it, I can shake the earth
Charge a nigga sixty-five, sell him an eighth of dirt
He thought he bought some real drank, that was maple syrup
Mixed it with a deuce of Tylenol and Karo syrup
These K bullets burn a head, boy, this ain´t no perm

Bust a nut in a slut mouth, let her taste my germs
These Percocets got me itchin´, bitch, I ain´t got worms
High off drank, I keep seein´ shit, bitch, I ain´t on sherm
Just sent my nigga to the store, I´d rather stay and serve
These niggas keep testin´ Baby Ghost, I guess they ain´t gon´ learn

It´s funny how niggas get to screw-facin´ at me
Anyhow, they ain´t got the heart to get at me