No Hook, Pt. 2 lyrics

[Verse]
Ayy, jump in that b*tch, we thrashin'
Speed in the coupe, b*tch, we might crash it
I remember sleepin' on that mattress
Now I'm gettin' money, that sh*t a good habit
We huntin' that boy like a rabbit
Know I'm comin' in crazy, I'm wreckin' the havoc
If that sh*t is nice, then you know I'ma grab it
Hit that b*tch from the back, seen her weave and I grabbed it
I pull that sh*t off [?], b*tch, I let it blow
Like a mo'f*ckin' nerd, I can't even calculate how much money I got, all the dough
I walk in the club and everybody know my name, boy, you not gettin' in at the door
Unloadin' the magazines, we gon' hit that lil' boy in his body, watch him on the floor
Walk in the function and my name is somethin' that еverybody gotta know, uh
If a n*gga wanna run up on me, we gon' havе to let that f*cker go
I got some white b*tches in my DMs, had to cut 'em off, don't f*ck with the snow
Know n*ggas gon' plot on me, so I gotta watch my back, stayin' on my toes
If a n*gga wan' run up then he finna die
Gonna put that lil' boy in a pack, in the sky
That lil' boy a potato, he finna get fried
Hit his house, I don't care if that mama gon' die
Like a bird, know them bullets, yeah, they finna fly
No n*ggas are better than me, they can try
Don't f*ck with the rules, I always defy
You said I'm not hard? Well, that sh*t is a lie
I got a lil' bag, I'm like, "f*ck it"
Can't f*ck with these n*ggas like I'm Uncle Ruckus
Know it's on me, but just know I'ma tuck it
We're gonna make that lil' boy kick the bucket
I need 10K, what the f*ck is a budget?
Balling on n*ggas like I'm on the Nuggets
Don't wanna talk, no, I won't discuss it
I told my parents, "I'm sorry for cussin'," not playin', lil' n*gga
If you run up on me you finna get got, we gon' run in that spot with that mo'f*ckin' Glock
He think he a hero, we'll turn that lil' boy into a martyr the way that he finna get shot
The Glock in my hand, that sh*t got extendo magazines, and that sh*t came with a red dot
n*ggas wan' see me fall, they don't wan' see me rise up, but they know I'ma go to the top
I really mean what I say
I come on these beats and I don't come to play
b*tch, I feel like I'm Tay-K, might do the race
I was rollin' this blunt, take this sh*t to the face
And that boy think he hard? Well, that boy a disgrace
Let me go get the fire, I'ma spray it like mace
Every song a home run, I'ma head to the plate
Keep that Draco on me, I'm not talkin' bout Drake
Got ten racks on my body, put that in a safe
Keep my name in your mouth 'cause I love all the hate, b*tch
[?] that boy need some tape
I never sleep, b*tch, I'm stayin' up late
I'm livin' good, know my crib got a gate
Still the same n*gga, no, I cannot change, b*tch