**** ain't standing on shit they be talkin

That's why I don't listen

Lace this shit up with no gimmicks

The reason they hear me and feel me

Gang on the scene it's a LTL

These **** Little than little

Lock the fuck in this shit simple

Havin' more cheese than a Big Mac

These **** ain't even Krystal's

Straight off the brain, I ain't aim but I killed em

One in the head, I ain't talm bout the pistol

Hard as fuck on the track life some concrete

Scratch that, cold on the mic, I record in the freezer

How you gone hate from the bleachers

Bitch I'm a player, Ain't no getting even

Bitch we get active, under them lights Imma jack em

Leaving em cleatless

Don't know what happened but he gone be out for the season

Talkin that shit and I mean it

You see I'm a demon

Start ya boy up and I'm ready to rumble just give me a reason

SRT to the trap house, bitch I'm tied in with the plug got them deals for the cheap

Slowed down serving the frat house cause I got work in the morning and I need some sleep

Don't hit my phone bout the fronting, I realized you ain't got no money you gone hear a bleep

Tried to chill out on the hustling, caught myself down on a Blackstreet I'm in DEEP

Switch up the flow, this shit here so unique

Pick up a bo of exotic for this feature

It's a fact Imma blow luh bruh we not equal

You said I ain't gas, ho I'm not, bitch I'm ether

Send in a POD, I need a confirmation for the load

It's gone be DOA, bih fuck a claim just strap it and go

Buddy act like a gangsta, he really a lame, I trap with his folks

Mob exotic with sticks, you said that it's pressure fuck **** let's smoke

I said these **** ain't standing on shit they be talkin'

That's why I don't listen

Lace this shit up with no gimmicks

That's why when you hear me you feel me

Facts

Go ask about me, no I'm not the one you wanna deal with

And if Wooski don't trust you, you clapped

I'mma leave it at that, I can't talk bout the smoke over wax