[Verse 1] I come through finessing shit, he mad that I finessed his bitch
Im smoked out my blunt is lit, Im sipping drink, cup full with gin
I told the coach to put me in, cause I hate losing, I just win
So where should I begin, I drop the top, dreads in the wind
Im cruising on your block, came for the guap and your girlfriend
And nigga it won't stop, Im on the top ain't gotta have no friends
And you will just get shot with sniper rifles I got hit men
And Im just getting hot, I burn a nigga like a suntan
The whole world against me, Im a army but Im one man
So if you ever touch me, razor blades Imma cut your hand
I gotta sit em down, cause I swear these dudes don't understand
I keep a four pound, I lay him down now he hella dead
I bust ya head, a pilgrim couldn't touch my bread
Fuck the feds, I told my trap niggas break a leg, good luck
Fuck it still whip it cook it up
Its funny how they wanna eat but they ain't cook with us
Now look at us, I heard you biting dust
Before I ever walk, man Im gon' catch the bus
Before I ever catch the bus yo bitch gon' pick me up
Before I drop yo bitch off, I bet she lick me up
Im rolling sticky stuff, while niggas plotting, tryna hit me up
Cause they can't sit with us, we counting up, Im getting paper cuts
Got Rémy out the bottle, regular niggas get the plastic cups
Why you acting tough, your chest out nigga you ain't buff
I bring the vest out, and tecs out and nigga you get touched
So send that text out and tell yo niggas that they better rush
I let yo girl know, that I'm finna murk her man crush
So nigga keep it real or you will get yo head bust