Yeah I'm trynna stack this paper up
Just poured a line of wok pineapple Fanta in my double cup
When I'm off the drank and high as fuck I clutch my gun cause I be knowing
Praying that I see my opps box they ass in just like I'm Floyd
We gone push up on them boys for doing all that dissing
Binary trigger on my blackout I don't need no extensions
Niggas better pay attention
Not a OG but you still can listen
I'm a boss I ran up bucks I been balling like I'm a Piston
(Bow, Bow)
Guns they get to clappin'
I'm outside in traffic all wheel drive V8 bet I won't wrap it
P's steady coming in for the low this za so bitch I'm taxing
Niggas wanna diss bet that let's go you know I'm bout that action
Fuck all this rapping shit like Instagram bitch I'm really active
All on they bumper I'm ready to slide to T-shirt some shit and put a nigga on channel five
Lil bruh he got killed for tryna flex some paper he showed his location on live
You are not ready to die so put yo lil pride to the side I can see the fear all in yo eyes
I'm all about paper fuck all the haters and niggas that doubted on me
I'm in LA with a hundred some shots Imma lay yo ass down if you run up on me
Smokin' that dope out the pound rolling up London Cake niggas still smoking OG
I been ballin' hard like I played in the league
Designer my shoes, Amiri on my jeans
I can say I'm really Him if niggas wanna take it there
I been on some boss shit lately started growing out facial hair
All my niggas active in the field bitch they not playing fair
These niggas keep on dissing until I put they lil ass in the air
Lil TJ tried to play it cool with niggas but niggas thought I was soft
I wanted us all to win I never tried to take it all
We coulda' been superstars but fuck all of that shit
Who the fuck y'all call to help y'all out when y'all was getting hit
On the dice I ran up six bucks just today that shit legit
How the fuck you catch me outside lacking ain't even do shit
Niggas cap to hoes and on the internet that's foolishness
You say you trapping but you flipping halves you not moving no bricks
See yo' bitch shoot my shot I shoulda been drafted first round to the Knicks
Get her number in my phone later on she eating on dick
I don't fuck with gangs that click
Wasnt y'all just beefing last week on the book now all y'all taking flicks y'all niggas sick
Yeah I gotta M&P right now my next gun gone be a Four Nickel
When I shoot better take cover if you don't them bullets tickle
Niggas on clubhouse capping to hoes seen me ain't press the issue
Hop out the car with this ARP bullets come out like missiles
Ride around the city all my cars slapped five they presidential
I'm up in the stu free-styling with D3 yeah that's my nigga
Fuck all this beefing shit I'm tryna duck off and stack my figures
I be blending in in traffic the task force think this a rental
