FN in my pocket
I'll let it loose
Nigga diamonds got a yellow tenant
Look like lemon juice
Forty two hundred dollars on this Canada Goose
You want three hundred for a line
Just let me grab a deuce
But just know when you come and buy a verse I'm taxin'
I be wit' cold hearted killers who'a murk a pastor
Just pop out pole wit the Wu Tang gang ol' dirty bastard
How the fuck did this nigga OD he took thirteen Xannies
Eight hundred on a Louis scarf
Lookin' like I got manners
Fuckin' on yo bitches throat it was only average
Snot Comin' out her nose
Nasty bitch was gaggin'
I was out here gettin' pape while you lolly gagging
How the fuck Rio drank so many lines
He ain't got a bladder
I could whip out 20 stacks
Spend it
It don't matter
Hunnid blues from the bank bussin' out the wrapper
I am just a youngin' gettin money I am not a rapper
Big twenty two Dior's on
You can catch me in the trap wit a sword on me
Three eighty three stroker in the car
But it's boarded over
Left the doors open
Poured a 8 and got my pores open
I was ridin' round lookin' for the ops
So I could score on em'
Cant believe my kidney still work
You know how much I poured on it
Chrome Heart shirt worth a thousand now
I spilled Morton on it
Can't believe this nigga bought a tenth scale to put a quarter on it
I was ridin' round
Servin' the block
I'm tryna make a fortune
How the fuck he over dose
He took a small portion
I can't believe I smoked four backwoods
Cause I'm dyin' of boredom
She call me doctor not daddy
Cause I'm all up in her organs
Level headed, smooth talker but I'm far from sober
We just bought a new op
Can't wait for croptober
Fat pockets bulgin'
So I'm sittin' lopsided
Don't even trip on the tab cause you know that I got it