These niggas butlers, call them Jeffers My diamonds look like water, what a jet ski

Y 'all sayin' y 'all gon' wet me, but come and test me

Snipin' at your pussies ain't no western I'm flexin', I'm flexin', runnin' stereo

Remember I had Rolls Royces in my cereal Now days I be roll runnin', chasin' dinner

Pull up on you pussies with the ceiling gone Remember I lost my last on that tenor phone

I was down on my ass, couldn't get along Me and Ben Franklin, now we didn't get along

Now I'm stackin' blue strips, bitches, you hit my phone

Niggas speakin' on my name, that's they bitch place

You love that bitch, you kiss that bitch, how my dick taste

And when they couldn't get money, you in sixth place

And when you see me out of state, I'm gettin' shit straight

These niggas actin' tough, but they pussy

Fuck all the money, not no pussy

My mama raised a man, not no pussy

I think somebody's scared, that's no pussy

These niggas actin' tough, but they pussy

Fuck all the money, not no pussy

My mama raised a man, not no pussy

I think somebody's scared, that's no pussy

When we ride out, we make hoe niggas hide out

We move in silence with the violins, flow the nigga like a press

You know I got the job done, so they got the mess

Body after body, I'm the new John Gotti

You ain't never woke up with your face on the news

You and your goons, gotta lay back and play it smooth

Homicide lookin' for clues, a hundred shots later

Blood owe me a few favors, cause I'm ridin' for mine

Cause when them shells drop, blocks get high

Even gangsta ass niggas get to callin' the cops

But this Glock with no safety, threatenin' everybody's safety

On Mama's own with the drama, on Mama's own with the drama

These niggas actin' tough, but they pussy

Fuck all the money, not no pussy

My mama raised a man, not no pussy

I think somebody's scared, that's no pussy

These niggas actin' tough, but they pussy

Fuck all the money, not no pussy

My mama raised a man, not no pussy

I think somebody's scared, that's no pussy

Tryna put a play together, that's gon' make me stop trappin'

Nah, let me stop, I'm just rappin'

What I made this month, I could've win it

Bought a Aston, don't worry what I'm doin'

I'm stayin' away from all this fast shit

Niggas want the facts, then we now, ain't no next step

Ran it up off two tracks, but I ain't break a sweat, bruh

My band's older than my granny, my mama 54

FN choppers out the box, paid twenty -four

I was down with no hustle

Roll up, put me on the bitch, work magic

Capisce, the balance gone

Hollow tips, turn a hollow cliff

The ammo drop, like your bitch panties

Valentino got me camouflaged

Got OTs in your bank account

I'ma make a drop, need to slow down

All these rounds, we gon' make it hot

Bitch, he's mad, I'm bustin' bands, doin' shit late night

He was speakin' down on that nigga, I'ma cop a drop

These niggas actin' tough, but they pussy

Fuck all my money, not no pussy

My mama raised a million, not no pussy

I think somebody's scared, I scope pussy

These niggas actin' tough, but they pussy

Fuck all my money, not no pussy

My mama raised a million, not no pussy

I think somebody's scared, I scope pussy