[Verse 1]
These n*ggas claiming that they competition
But lil water, i can see you from the far side
Acting like a b*tch, like when you b*tching
We don't listen, got a chopper, bust it all over a
f*ck n*gga acting like it's Far Cry
I'ma pull up on a shorty like she know me
Holy molly, brosky, I done drown on that pus*y for a couple hours yeah, that sh*t so fire
Ay do not waste my time
Cause i'm that n*gga getting money
Income steady coming, got jesus all up on my neck
So i can make it hotter, in the winter i ain't frontin'
Can never let a b*tch get in between me
And the green has been the motive
I been ridin' around the city
Backwood full of potent
My big brother keep a chopper
He be thinking, "sh*t man, know ya"
And if I don't even know you, I can't f*ck with you
Young n*gga, steady looking behind my back with all these trust issues
I was in the cut
Foreign b*tches got me feeling hella comfortable
Cut my ex b*tch off, now my plug did it
Don't get used to it, don't you get stupid
Clip a 4 around your head, I'm about to chop a screw
More money, more problems
I'm hoping that death is not one of them
Yo b*tch be too nasty
Ate on my di*k like a lunchable
I just poured up a 4 of that Tech then I f*ck around
Like, f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
Like f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
Like f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
Like f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?
Like f*ck you n*ggas knowin'?