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[Verse]
Judging by my wrist, I couldn't tell you the time
'Cause to a b*tch I'm Ned Flanders, Psycho Bob in disguise
'Cause if you bop into me n*gga, then you don't want your life
And Jesus died for these shoes and still can't tell you a price
Twitter thuggin', I ain't even finna mention these guys
'Cause if n*gga pull a toad, that's when n*ggas turn nice
Big forty, I ain't even gotta mention it twice
What we on, sh*t we f*ckin' n*ggas' b*tches tonight
Somethin' fishy goin' on, finna cut on the lights
'Cause we done gang banged this b*tch and her n*gga outside
sh*t I'm trippin', all he wanted was a picture this time
All these n*ggas been fly but never entered the sky
Tough n*gga, he just want to drink liquor and die
These shells fly, let's see if he can drink liquor and drive
These n*ggas never seen a sale, think these n*ggas would cry
Stinc meetin', the bleed team, but don't gotta mention the crime
'Cause you should know the consequences if you flippin' a dime
Not everything makes sense, but n*gga listen in rhymes
n*ggas act tough, what, now he can't feel in his eye
Don't got to blow a ho n*gga, silly billy is mine
Maison Jeter, cold feet, for n*gga these your people
Lookin' at me crazy, never seen a cold demon?
Sabatoge your career, I told you to stay still
n*ggas caught a heart attack when we said we neutered their kids
Don't play with me, I know I be trippin'
Whole brick in my hand, oh you ain't know I be sippin'?
n*ggas said they f*ckin' with me, must be high off crystal
b*tch it's the 2Greedy family, yeah the Stinc Team
If I don't got it I'ma go and make a chink bleed
You know bop bop bleed 'em what the thieves say
I'll take your sh*t and put it on eBay
I know I got a problem, sh*t that's what my peeps say
Balmain PRP's, that's what my jeans say
n*gga know it's levels and sh*t, we on the freeway
But this b*tch goin' over the dash, f*ck what the speed say
I always keep the bloodiest bottoms, that's what my feet say
Please get at me, I ain't higher than none
The only time you see me running is when hidin' a gun
I done poured so much juice I think my body went numb
I got a keep a blower sh*t around the grimiest ones
Spillin' juice on the ground, I was told I'm mud walkin'
Bambino just walked in, now the plug talkin'
Bust down my Rollie, on [?] went flossin'
Just crashed the Masi, now we up in the the Jag-ski
It say one-twenty but we 'bout to do the dash-ski
It was named mister big bang uchie so don't ask me
Bought a Moncler coat 'cause it get cold in the winter
And some Maison Margielas to match the gold as I enter
The heaven gates, the podium with the coldest of n*ggas
Would make this n*gga cry and strip the gold off this n*gga
Name bag, caught yourself tryna threaten a n*gga
If I slap this n*gga he'd probably try to wrestle a n*gga
Show this n*gga Maison Jeter and step on a n*gga, n*gga
Weird ass n*ggas
[Outro]
Don't talk to me n*gga
Yeah we out here
Weird ass studio thuggin' n*ggas
I'm not with all that, n*gga
The F&N break the vest, weird ass n*ggas, n*gga
We get it all off the streets, street money n*gga
This ain't for fake, haha
n*gga, the chinks know me, the Ruler