Uh-uh-uh-mmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, sick shit
Keep that shit on Twitter
Y'all ain't lit, y'all litter
Keep that shit in your pants
Or eat that shit, don't spit up (Rrr!)
Keep my bad b***h did up
Keep my main b***h, put up
Watchin' me do push-ups
She was playin' with herself and I looked up (Damn!)
Your thot need to get her look up
You plottin' on me, my foot up
Your squad ain't hard, that's cushion
That ain't sauce, that's puddin'
Tunechi across her bosom (Damn!)
Shootin' up the jurors (Damn!)
Don't name my pistol
I name the trigger, Benjamin Button, push 'em (Bam!)
Y'all just b*****s, get buried together
And let 'em play footsie
Y'all just wussy
I got some bullets, gon' pull up in hoodies
And come take a look-see
Better play hooky
I got some hookers hookin' up with some politicans
And some athletes and some college niggas
Send your missus on all kind of missions
I'm the sickest nigga skippin' doctors visits
But my pots is pissy, smokin' hockey sticky
Put a stockin' on my face and hit a lick in'
When shit get ugly, I go Pretty Ricky
I don't **** with rats, neither Minnie, Micky
I don't **** with cops, that's the piggly wiggly
**** my b***h's friends, and they friendly-friendly
While your b***h givin' me her twenty-twenty
Like she tired of Mickey-D's
Wendy's, Denny's like she tired of Macy's
JC Penny's,
I got niggas gettin' tired of spendin', spend it
If we winnin', win it
I know Dream Chasers that ain't never dreamt it
So I had to tend it and I had to rim it
And I worked the lanes like Shaq and Penny
It's the Blood gang, it's the money gang
Red rags to riches, need happy endings
Then it's back to business and we laugh at sentencin'
Hungry lawyers make a snack out witnesses
Hungry artists or starvin' artists in the kitchen
Restaurant and cafeterias
Don't make a difference if you taste the difference
Better pay the difference to the racketeers
Now your good luck lookin' like you crackin' mirrors
Now the artificial become sacrificial
That's a body count, where the mathematician?
Where the wettest p***ies and fattest n*****s?
With an ass that jiggle with a grab or tickle
With a throat deep enough to land a missile
If ya b***h miss you and he have opinions
Tell him two cents is only half a nickel
Now we at his villa, aiming at his pillows
Hair triggers, fingers finna act like bristles
And I catch a triple, flip kick jiu-jitsu
Throwin' pool parties, she don't have a swimsuit
Neither of her friends do, I think that's official
Got my neighbor's eyes bigger than the Simpson's
And I'm magnificent so I had to pimp her
And she had potential but he lacked credentials
So give me a sec', I'll go at your neck
And send you back lookin' like the Dracula bit you (Rrr!)
Yeah, cannibalism goin' animalistic in a land of civilians
These niggas clones, copycats, and chameleons
Once they dead and gone, no paraphernalia
When she left her thong, that's paraphernalia
Sound familiar? My plug's Sicilian
He the one who told me that sometimes
You gotta leave ya la familia
Behind the millions
Rhyme or reason
I'm the reason, got they eyes wide but too blind to see it
With friends like those
It make me text all my enemies
And tell 'em I don't need 'em
Hallelujah, power intruders
B*****s walk around my house like Hooters
Towel user, power user
M***y mixed with white girl, M***y Susan
Niggas talkin' out their bowel movers
Turn they homies into flower choosers
Turn your kids into father choosers
Make your b***h a widow and your mom a cougar
I'm a silent shooter with a silent shooter
Clap at you, if you don't die, I'll boo ya
Tell a doc that's tryna to save your life
And runnin' wires through you
He could die next to ya (Rrr!)
I'ma make the nurse ride me like a giant scooter
Let her partner shoot it
We pull out the movie, win awards
She got a Golden Globe head and an Oscar booty
Niggas prostitutin', these rappers ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Not even 'bout pollution
Ain't got a house to live in, ain't got a pool to swim in
Change in their pockets, nor a couch to lose it
In route to Houston with a contribution full of Monster juices
Monster too slow, macho Cujo macho mucho
Big bad wolf, watch the moon glow (Rrr!)
I got a Greek freak, she call me Antetokounmpo
Just follow the kupo and I know that you know
I'm hotter than soup, she still swallow my soup bowl
I'm out of my loophole, you outta the loop, though
Got all these niggas on silent and mute mode
The power to do so, my pockets is sumo
Gettin' the mula by the minuto
Mafia Nuvo, I am the uno
Real boss shit, should model for Hugo
**** with me, I go Lolapalooza
Pull up trigger finger, holler, and pull up
(Pah, pah, pah)
Sound like a symphony or Operah, two-door
Hittin' some new notes
And I am the maestro and you just a typo
Private flight, don't fly in too low
I'm wiser than you know, a private school flow
I got me a new ho and now it's a duo
One went to college and one went to ju-co
I had to ask 'em, what's four plus two though? (Rrr!)
[00:03.69]Uh-uh-uh-mmm
[00:11.82]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, sick shit
[00:15.29]Keep that shit on Twitter
[00:16.99]Y'all ain't lit, y'all litter
[00:18.83]Keep that shit in your pants
[00:20.61]Or eat that shit, don't spit up (Rrr!)
[00:22.64]Keep my bad b***h did up
[00:24.36]Keep my main b***h, put up
[00:26.25]Watchin' me do push-ups
[00:28.03]She was playin' with herself and I looked up (Damn!)
[00:30.20]Your thot need to get her look up
[00:31.75]You plottin' on me, my foot up
[00:33.55]Your squad ain't hard, that's cushion
[00:35.45]That ain't sauce, that's puddin'
[00:37.39]Tunechi across her bosom (Damn!)
[00:39.39]Shootin' up the jurors (Damn!)
[00:41.29]Don't name my pistol
[00:42.30]I name the trigger, Benjamin Button, push 'em (Bam!)
[00:45.01]Y'all just b*****s, get buried together
[00:47.06]And let 'em play footsie
[00:48.11]Y'all just wussy
[00:48.91]I got some bullets, gon' pull up in hoodies
[00:50.70]And come take a look-see
[00:51.81]Better play hooky
[00:52.71]I got some hookers hookin' up with some politicans
[00:54.80]And some athletes and some college niggas
[00:56.63]Send your missus on all kind of missions
[00:58.51]I'm the sickest nigga skippin' doctors visits
[01:00.23]But my pots is pissy, smokin' hockey sticky
[01:02.10]Put a stockin' on my face and hit a lick in'
[01:03.98]When shit get ugly, I go Pretty Ricky
[01:05.67]I don't **** with rats, neither Minnie, Micky
[01:07.63]I don't **** with cops, that's the piggly wiggly
[01:09.53]**** my b***h's friends, and they friendly-friendly
[01:11.39]While your b***h givin' me her twenty-twenty
[01:13.27]Like she tired of Mickey-D's
[01:14.58]Wendy's, Denny's like she tired of Macy's
[01:16.19]JC Penny's,
[01:17.17]I got niggas gettin' tired of spendin', spend it
[01:18.85]If we winnin', win it
[01:19.84]I know Dream Chasers that ain't never dreamt it
[01:21.52]So I had to tend it and I had to rim it
[01:23.38]And I worked the lanes like Shaq and Penny
[01:25.32]It's the Blood gang, it's the money gang
[01:27.10]Red rags to riches, need happy endings
[01:28.82]Then it's back to business and we laugh at sentencin'
[01:30.86]Hungry lawyers make a snack out witnesses
[01:32.99]Hungry artists or starvin' artists in the kitchen
[01:35.34]Restaurant and cafeterias
[01:36.52]Don't make a difference if you taste the difference
[01:38.42]Better pay the difference to the racketeers
[01:40.09]Now your good luck lookin' like you crackin' mirrors
[01:42.03]Now the artificial become sacrificial
[01:43.89]That's a body count, where the mathematician?
[01:45.74]Where the wettest p***ies and fattest n*****s?
[01:47.70]With an ass that jiggle with a grab or tickle
[01:49.46]With a throat deep enough to land a missile
[01:51.37]If ya b***h miss you and he have opinions
[01:53.18]Tell him two cents is only half a nickel
[01:55.09]Now we at his villa, aiming at his pillows
[01:56.95]Hair triggers, fingers finna act like bristles
[01:58.87]And I catch a triple, flip kick jiu-jitsu
[02:00.86]Throwin' pool parties, she don't have a swimsuit
[02:02.54]Neither of her friends do, I think that's official
[02:04.37]Got my neighbor's eyes bigger than the Simpson's
[02:06.31]And I'm magnificent so I had to pimp her
[02:08.06]And she had potential but he lacked credentials
[02:10.11]So give me a sec', I'll go at your neck
[02:11.79]And send you back lookin' like the Dracula bit you (Rrr!)
[02:14.23]Yeah, cannibalism goin' animalistic in a land of civilians
[02:17.61]These niggas clones, copycats, and chameleons
[02:19.46]Once they dead and gone, no paraphernalia
[02:21.08]When she left her thong, that's paraphernalia
[02:22.93]Sound familiar? My plug's Sicilian
[02:25.01]He the one who told me that sometimes
[02:26.56]You gotta leave ya la familia
[02:27.50]Behind the millions
[02:28.72]Rhyme or reason
[02:29.64]I'm the reason, got they eyes wide but too blind to see it
[02:32.36]With friends like those
[02:33.40]It make me text all my enemies
[02:34.84]And tell 'em I don't need 'em
[02:36.16]Hallelujah, power intruders
[02:38.03]B*****s walk around my house like Hooters
[02:39.92]Towel user, power user
[02:41.56]M***y mixed with white girl, M***y Susan
[02:43.58]Niggas talkin' out their bowel movers
[02:45.39]Turn they homies into flower choosers
[02:47.25]Turn your kids into father choosers
[02:49.08]Make your b***h a widow and your mom a cougar
[02:50.90]I'm a silent shooter with a silent shooter
[02:52.75]Clap at you, if you don't die, I'll boo ya
[02:54.80]Tell a doc that's tryna to save your life
[02:56.52]And runnin' wires through you
[02:57.50]He could die next to ya (Rrr!)
[02:59.08]I'ma make the nurse ride me like a giant scooter
[03:01.23]Let her partner shoot it
[03:02.18]We pull out the movie, win awards
[03:03.72]She got a Golden Globe head and an Oscar booty
[03:05.85]Niggas prostitutin', these rappers ain't talkin' 'bout shit
[03:08.45]Not even 'bout pollution
[03:09.50]Ain't got a house to live in, ain't got a pool to swim in
[03:11.61]Change in their pockets, nor a couch to lose it
[03:13.33]In route to Houston with a contribution full of Monster juices
[03:16.13]Monster too slow, macho Cujo macho mucho
[03:19.01]Big bad wolf, watch the moon glow (Rrr!)
[03:21.40]I got a Greek freak, she call me Antetokounmpo
[03:24.57]Just follow the kupo and I know that you know
[03:26.34]I'm hotter than soup, she still swallow my soup bowl
[03:28.27]I'm out of my loophole, you outta the loop, though
[03:30.29]Got all these niggas on silent and mute mode
[03:31.98]The power to do so, my pockets is sumo
[03:33.81]Gettin' the mula by the minuto
[03:35.68]Mafia Nuvo, I am the uno
[03:37.57]Real boss shit, should model for Hugo
[03:39.45]**** with me, I go Lolapalooza
[03:41.07]Pull up trigger finger, holler, and pull up
[03:43.26](Pah, pah, pah)
[03:44.33]Sound like a symphony or Operah, two-door
[03:45.96]Hittin' some new notes
[03:46.97]And I am the maestro and you just a typo
[03:48.70]Private flight, don't fly in too low
[03:50.57]I'm wiser than you know, a private school flow
[03:52.44]I got me a new ho and now it's a duo
[03:54.24]One went to college and one went to ju-co
[03:56.09]I had to ask 'em, what's four plus two though? (Rrr!)