[Verse 1]
b*tch ass n*ggas thought I was gon' let it slide
Which prick f*cked up leaving me unsupervised
Blue Prints ready to commit mass genocide
Target n*ggas who spoke badly on the name
Back away, "AK47 shots flowin' through your brain"
Never phased, i only care about the money from the streams
Everyday I wake up and im living what you f*cking dream
What's a Lil Pump to a Cole?
What's a Lil Xan to a Hove?
Whats an attachment to a gun for a n*gga with no arms?
[Verse 2]
And you know we keep a Glock
Choppa fitted with a stock
Bullets flying like a hawk
Catch the hands, talking Randy Moss
I can't f*ck with no opps
Rob a b*tch, she a thot