Found the J's to name a wrestler
(Yeah turn me up YC)
Free smoke (Gangsta Grillz)
I got my money up
They put paper on me but can't pay a n**a to f**k with us
Boy you got your gun or what?
Get killed out here tryna knuckle up (Tryna fight)
Steady hallucinatin'seein'faces in the smoke I puff (Seein'demons)
My demons ain't my demons they my equals see we say What's up
How you wanna kill me but you out the way and stay put up?
You know it's on sight with us in broad day get your melon bust
I don't care if he told ten years ago he still might tell on us
Sometimes I won't write my opps and ask'em how
Fifty-thousand strong make all the J's to name a wrestler
You ain't trappin'up before I rapped I had some record up
Like before I came to Memphis I was by the Ja Morant
They want beef with us and hope I post and turn they Insta up
You'll do whatever for attention from the listeners
Accepted in your car ride to the mall you put your pistol up
Right after them captions actin'cappin'like you spint on us
This shit get ridiculous so I trust in my chopper
Fifty-five don dada know I send shit to the doctor
That other shit be fraudulent niggas know who got dead bodies
Go get it out the blender stretch it fit out like
Had money'fore they signed me
I was turnt before they found me
Was f**n'with c**e way before I met Yo Gotti
This street shit in my veins a quarter-million can't record me
When we smoked him left his brains on the sidewalk
We ain't out here claimin'bodies like Sauce Walka
Coke Boy paid dues
You can catch a RICO tryna get some fake views
Suckers out here lose their life stuntin'with fake jewels
When you rich you gotta watch'em pour up
Niggas dirty cook a brick in Mississippi water
Behind the wall wifey loose she dippin'with the homies
Without a test ain't no testimony
If this the dead I still don't condone it
They want the clout shoot up the wake
Slide back that's how we cross-promote it
Get the cake get the weight then we cook the flour
Until we die in the grave and they bring the flowers
La-di-da-di-da-di body after body
Don't let the devil in holy ghost in that Bugatti
Free smoke f**k what you heard about me
Everythin'cost b**h ballin'is smoke-free
Free smoke f**k all the talk about me
Everythin'cost b**h ballin'is smoke-free
Certified in these streets you can ask the folks'bout a rocket
I was fourteen years old scrapped the peer pot that's on the God
My opps know I'll kill'em take me one time I will spark'em
Every click ever had beef dropped the Lee one from out they pocket
Stay full of OPM promethazine and TAC
If you one n**a that played boy he couldn't tell you he deceased
Promote the violence menace to society f**k the peace
Ain't get that brr from out that raw that's the sign of the AUG
They shouldn't have ever showed me one bullet can kill a giant
Bury slangin'.9 a young n**a a slime
If you gon'dick-stand on white people get shot'cause you high
Straight f**d up my lil'brain got me worser and violent
Everythin'cost b**h ballin'is smoke-free
Come get some of this free smoke b**h
Montana BIG30 EST Gee haan
