Intro lyrics

[Intro]
Murder was the case, when I roll this za, I be smoking to the face
Yeah man, f*ck a right-wing, man, f*ck a nazi, you feel me

Murder was the case, when I roll this za, I be smoking to the face
Except my homie and shawty, I don't really talk to no one…
I don't share my sh*t, Imma tell my bro to roll one
Ay, yeah, lmma do my dance
I get hella money, man, I be having bands
I don't need a rap like that, not a Chance
I get hella money, I don't need to scam my fans
If you tryna do me wrong, you get left
Only scared of my momma and death
Used to work for Sam Hyde, how he say he left?
Smoke it to the face, I don't pass it to the left