Aye dis my 16th studio release! 🔥 ⛽️ 💯 Lyrics below… #otg I know you heard me the first time, now I’m reaching for the led Imma level up and spin the block, you might get shot in the leg Walkin wit a limp you a simp, bitch fuck you and yo feds Whats yo lo, its a go I’m bringin smoke to ya mama crib Stackin chips and crackin ribs Fuckin up niggas rap careers Y’all hoes know what tf it is Hide yo wife, hide ya kids Yo bitch mid, my bitch ain’t Dancin on niggas in front of they face Im hittin the griddy Jamarr Chase I’m not suppose to leave the state I never gave a fuck about who the competition is Got the blicky on my hip bitch I’ll pop you like a quiz (haaa!) When the pressure get applied you pussy niggas disappear, You got that scared look in yo eyes like some headlights on a deer I will never live in fear Every day I look in the mirror I’ll tell da hoe to pull up bruh, but that’s only if I see her I’m taking off Canadian Lear Coldest nigga in the Northern Hemisphere I’ll do the shit by myself, no volunteers In 2023 I’m on some bullshit Demar Derozen I aint tryna hit, so close ya legs, just keep ya mouth open (ughhh) Oh you think shit funny, I ain’t laughing, aye bitch I ain’t joking I dun popped a couple beans so you know a nigga rollin Gelato in a niggas lungs, so you know a nigga floatin 100 on the interstate, yeah you know a nigga coastin (skrtt) 100,000 streams on Apple, yeah you know a nigga boastin If I see you in nem streets, yeah you know a nigga roastin I know what tf is going on, and I aint even watching I pull it out and put it in her hand, I’m Deshaun Watson She asked if I’m a shooter, told the hoe I’m Klay Thompson My rap skills legit supreme bitch call me Magic Johnson Aiyyo, hit my line if you got some oxycontin She asked if she could keep the camera rollin , she need some new content, Didn’t ask for a comment aye I’m sick of niggas nonsense Man I got that shit on me , so I swerve on the police The streets is always watchin, Most scammers steady plottin I’ll run you down no laser Im shockin hoes no taser (shock) I’ma do you niggas a favor Won’t tell yo girl she ain’t got no flavor Lock ya doors and close your curtains, if Jay Got Juice yo neighbor One in the chamber, bitch nigga I aint cockin shit I’m ready for niggas all the time, I just reach for my hip, or I can split ya lip, she said just the tip this hoe get drunk and trip, you bouta get all this dick aye! Man you niggas a walkin L , you wanna know how I can tell, cuz yo bitch ass cant post bail now you rottin in a cell. Y’all gone continue to lose and fail, just got some new shit in for sale, its so green I call it kale, can’t pull up, I’ll send in the mail, been a couple years since I been in jail, she got good brain, she went to Yale This one hoe call me caramel, she always got a bottle and shells All of my opps can rot in hell Bitch fuck you and yo personnel Knock yo nigga out Leveon Bell I been burned a couple times I must be a fire fighter Swervin hard on bitch niggas, I just bought some brand new tires Niggas ain’t got the switches I got, save ya time and just retire Play yo position, no switchin, don’t be a snitch, you wearing wire Man my opps wanna see me fail, niggas singing like a choir Dont try it pussy bitch got a 45 like I’m Spida Y’all really don’t wanna no issues, I got a real cold heart igloo, have ya fam in the ICU pocket full of tissues