Intro:
Yeah
Verse:
(uh)
Bad man
n*gga wa gwan
Got my shotgun
Im the don son (prr prr)
Smart motherf*cker
Never hang with suckers
Winnin ain’t about the luck son (yeah)
Pop a bottle for my n*ggas
Toast to the days we be fighting for bread
n*ggas didn’t think im innit
f*ck it I’m stoppin when they see me dead
Dark knight
Never see my face
Shaka zulu I be on my chase
Vision fading when im on that haze
Yeah n*gga spin the f*ckin frame
This that evil they be lookin for
Lost spirits knockin on my door
Trynna shake 'em but I gotta take 'em
Number one don’t nobody fake him
See how they moshin
Hand me the mic see how we quick I be causin
Yo girl to tell me that you just a cousin
Mothers to tell me that kid is an orphan
Got a dollar and a f*ckin dream
Only hangin with the team
We on a rush
T‘abuse on t‘arrache
My circle is rough
I’m hard as rock
Trynna pull up in that big ting
Nice frames fulla peng tings
Shawty twerkin lemme see that ting
I ain’t f*ckin with a waste ting
Got my music on every device
Gave it my all now I’m payin the price
My aimin is fatal I won’t say it twice
Bezerk on these peasants I’m comin for lives
X (yeah)