Lyrics

Pop me and addy fuck a Xan and catch a murder, The .38 keep a shell, it could hold a turtle
She only want me for my money, but I know the deal
Three-million on the back end know the drill, These negus fucked up, need a stylist
I wore the Dior before these negus and coronavirus.
Let's talk about these hits, like I'm Barry Bonds
Out in the field, you know what I'm on

Hundred on my wrist, shoot like Curry, never miss
Fuck your clique, we don't go nowhere without a Blick
Glock automatic, so I always keep a stick and Fuck a ho, Uber to her house, call a Lyft.

Who is this? Ain't a brother, hard as this, I'm so blessed to do this record, boy, the
devil hot as shh
Pray to God I get this moment, if I do, I'll never miss
All the times I had the blues, every time Christmas was coming, mama said I had to choose

Made a choice, man, I swear I'll never lose, I just wake up every morning, go to work, I'm still recording,
Cannot play. I can't take this thing for granted
All them demons out my way. All my sweat, all my tears, I just pray for better days
Lil' bro was in a-coma, Kidneys failing every day
Switching gears, Lamborghini, foreign whippin, stick shiftin
Swervin and I'm dippin
Hold it down for my religion How I did it? That my business

Hundred on my wrist, shoot like Curry, never miss
Fuck your clique, we don't go nowhere without a Blick
Glock automatic, so I always keep a stick and Fuck a ho, Uber to her house, call a Lyft.