Every track I just kill shit, 'cause I gotta murder my competitors Broke nigga tryna talk cash, brought the racks out just to shut him up New bitch bad, had to switch it up, now my old ho say I'm dead to her Everyday gotta thank God, baby can't see you that nigga blessin' us Flyin' through with the doors up, this an i8, not a Tesla Used to wait for the link card, now it's Benihana's on the regular Momma worry when I'm in the streets, but I keep it on me, what you stressin' for? Glizzy totin', I can't tussle with you, I got 30 shots for a wrestler Play crazy, catch a headshot, we was taught to shoot from the neck and up My shortys reckless when in they hood, old heads know it ain't no checkin' us We be turnt for Devonché, bitch it's Gucci Gang til the death of us Hot 'nem on it, it just keep slidin', I'ma keep supplyin', ain't no lettin' up Niggas hidin', still gon' make it happen, we can't catch him loafin', gotta set him up Got the drop waitin' by his crib, when he walk out, we gon' wet him up .40 go "bow", DOA, shots knock him out of bounds if he play We put him in the ground with the K, that chopper clear a crowd when it spray My uncle went on trial for the ye, I used to dream of pounds in the safe I'm flyin' through the clouds, skippin' states, count up a hundred thou' with my bae They tried to take me down with the hate, it be the niggas' smilin in your face I'm where they gettin' wild every day, that's why I move around with the apes like- Ayy, please don't start with us, we won't play cool My lil' shooters charged up, you know what they do Money keep comin' in, I can't lose Had to switch it up with the drip, Dolce shoes I be ballin' on 'em, like I'm Ivo I was posted with my soliders, we was trappin' hard for survival I was posted on that corner, where we drop the G's for Disciples All of my niggas demons, we do not abide by the bible