A new body drop

Everybody gon\' claim it

Ten thousand bowls on a truck

Ten crates

****\'ll beg on the front for the P

Uhh

But duck you and dodge when they owe you that pape

I put on a Peli-Pel coat

or some G-Star clothes

Before I throw on some bum-ass Bape

I\'d rather get popped by an opp

Than hear that my bitch fuckin\' off Goddamn, that break me

Charge it to the game

I can\'t

I\'m a gangster, but how can I fake it?

Only so much I can take

That OVO drake

No bullets get wasted

Lil\' bruh, make sure you hit your target today

Them **** a turn up a bitch

Before they brother

I bet you two years or more

Baby, gon\' skate

Twin, you dead wrong

Stealing my blunt that day a

The principle big

But the cost of it ain\'t

I don\'t get impressed by the pictures you post

Ten thousand cash with a gun you won\'t bang it

I\'m anti-social

I guess that\'s a blessing

It\'s a new trend

Call it the dick ride wave

I ain\'t gon\' say what\'ll happen if I run into you

Might be a shitbag day

I\'m way too paranoid just to go link with a bitch

But somehow he bit that bait

Ma duke said

Don\'t talk while chewing

But this bitch eat dick so good

tryna have whole conversations

I\'m bad at accepting losses

I\'ll get in that box

Tryna make him feel pain to relate to

Imagine leaving your brother\'s crib

Then you get clapped

Just an hour after wishing safety Everybody say they gon\' take one with him But every **** ain\'t catch a hat when they baked him

Don\'t discriminate

A bitch can get face too

**** snitching

It\'s getting outrageous

Lil\' hoe must have COVID or something Talking about she don\'t wanna taste dick

I pop percs by occasion

I\'m lying

I do this shit daily

Damn, damn

Repeat it one time, what you say?

Shit poppin\', they hate it

Fuck em\'

Bro throwing rakes up

Chuck it, dust em\'

If I see police, I\'m buckin\'

That life don\'t excite me

I done it

I was broke with no motive

That cup on the scale

Yeah I fell in love with it

Yah, yah, yah, yah

I don\'t play with guns

My PO had asked me if I was a drug dealer I don\'t sell drugs

No

I don\'t sell coke

No

I don\'t sell fentanyl

I don\'t play with dope

I\'m just a lil\' rapper from Arrowood Road My plug sent a truck with a crate of the bows

Uh-huh, goddamn

Like where did you find me?

Can\'t lie

Hey, we got that drop from your folks

Yeah

I take my 20 ball

Go straight to Johnny

I\'ll V.V.S. Diamonds

My teeth, fasho

In a cat on high speed

I fuck up the rotors

Yeah

Two times, I\'m behind that wheel

I’m controlling it

I\'m a bitch

How you tell me so?

Subliminal dissing ain\'t nothing

You gon\' show me or not?

Pouring up Wok smoking moon rock

Don\'t tell me what you gon\' do, you\'re not

Strip em for everything

Them shoes and all

Don\'t ask if I feel you

I don\'t

I\'m by myself

I don\'t know who to call

No one to do it all but me

A new body drop

Everybody gon\' claim it

Ten thousand bowls on a truck

Ten crates

****\'ll beg on the front for the P

Uhh

But duck you and dodge when they owe you that pape

I put on a Peli-Pel coat

or some G-Star clothes

Before I throw on some bum-ass Bape

I\'d rather get popped by an opp

Than hear that my bitch fuckin\' off Goddamn, that break

Charge it to the game

I can\'t

I\'m a gangster, but how can I fake it?

Only so much I can take

That OVO drake

No bullets get wasted

Lil\' bruh, make sure you hit your target today

Them **** a turn up a bitch

Before they brother

I bet you two years or more

Baby, gon\' skate

Twin, you dead wrong

Stealing my blunt that day

The principle big

But the cost of it ain\'t