It's all business, no love to the competition

Let that jumper hit him, sit him down, swap his spirit

Die now, I'ma think about it later, I'ma think about it never

All I think about is paper

I draw first, that's that quick animation

You smell that stench, you just think sanitation

I'm right here, ****, fuck the location

'Cause too much information could get you that vacation

Tell the cops, I say fuck the allegations

Got work in the trunk with no conversation

One for the hurt, one for the heal

But one from the hammer, get a **** killed

Fill a **** up, then it's for real

We gon' hit a **** up and split a ****'s meal

Yeah, if **** actin' how they feel

Then I pull it out the jacket, get to clappin' like a seal

Yeah, kidnappin' the little ones

Throwin' bitch **** off the back of the buildings

I hope you know how to fly, and sincerely

I would do the same thing to everyone you live with

Everything you stand for, send them to the heaven sky

We some F.A. boy, kick fight (yeah), gettin' played every time

We some F.A. boy, kick fight (yeah), gettin' played every time

We some F.A. boy, kick fight (yeah), gettin' played every time

Uh-huh

Swung by on the car phone, **** looking

Six pots on the stove, everybody cooking

Jet life over hoes, fuck how you took it

I'ma shoot you straight, bro, everybody crooked

Wrist was large, but we took it

We not pushing

61 and a pile of hydraulics and new bushings

Sitting outside, blind, know how to push it

To the limit, just how Scarface did it

All them Rosé lyrics, put some OJ in it

A little cut on that henny, stack it, spin it

We in them vintage, briber spins us

I'm that ****, they just made my image

This guy giving nine gimmicks

It's that championship for pendants

First place, medals, golden cup

The winners have entered

Rachel Glazer to us

Trap a squad, what?

Till infinity

Yeah, what you want?

Uh, what ****?

Yo why you rhyming like you killing ****

You ain't never feel a trigger screaming at your real, but you're still beginners

I make examples out you ample rapper smack you make you trample

Backwards, catch you falling flat to strap you back in pampers

That's a sample just to let you know

Test me and invest in soul

Especially on some flesh meets men was left on skulls

Those opposing holding grudges will be holding crutches

Motherfuckers blasting me, that's blasphemy I'm old to run, bitch

Who the toughest is rough as they come, I'll snuff them

Anyone that you're bluffing my name ain't punished shot for nothing

Keep puffing and puffing, I blew your face (face)

If one million say so my ace in the hole a wrinkle assassin, be triple-saison

Chasing popo out, I bought a town local till I parked the ground

In my coffin, tossed into the lost and found

Down and deep beneath the weather in my leather chai

Six feet forever half asleep Ross **** never die