(EJ, they can't fuck with you)

I fell in love with the seals, I mix the Wock' with the Tris

Yeah, I just popped two pills, yeah, now I'm higher than a bitch

Ain't signin' no new deal, I'm mixin' Wock' with the Tris

That's how it go in the field, we get the drop from your bitch

Yeah, we get the drop from your ho

I'm in LA smokin' on dope

I'm in LA blowin' on Metro

Smoke 'em, boom 'em, we give the opps headstones

She a groupie, his ho keep her head down

On the move, ain't gettin' no rest, ho

Make a movie with this ho givin' head

Shout out to my dog in the feds

Move wrong, red dot on his head

Yeah, yeah

Move wrong and we leavin' you dead

All these Runtz got a **** so sick

New Chrome Heart crosses all red

New pole, Gen5, that bitch dead

The stones on froze, baguetties

New drop-top Bentley, this ho givin' head and she don't need no restin'

In a relationship with these meds, yeah, we goin' three years steady

I'm ridin' around, yeah, all through town, ****, yeah, ridin' with that fetti, huh

I gotta tell you, that bitch chop you down, ****, like Jason and Freddy

New Draco, it'll chop you down like a machete

Blow the Gen4 like confetti, huh, blow the Draco like confetti

It's fuck 12, if I get jammed up, you know that I ain't confessin'

The rent up, gotta just cut off these hoes, these hoes be blockin' they blessings

Yeah, yeah, huh, these hoes be blockin' they blessings

I just recouped on my deal, you know these racks gettin' spent

Ain't signin' no new deal, recoup all the racks, lil' bitch

Hop in and made a few mil' and went and put rocks on my bitch

We in Skyami, yeah, just for the night, huh, ****, just for the week

And my lil' **** still scrapin' the pot, look like he signed to the streets

Gotta keep Gen5, gotta keep me a pipe, lil' ****, you know we OD

And we on defense, stuck in the deep end, you know I'm keepin' it P

****, no cheap shit, ****, RIP shit, you know I'm keepin' it ski

I'm in the deep end, mixin' up codeine, ****, with my ice

We havin' motion, you know it's right there when you know that we payin' that price

We by the ocean, I'm changin' the weather, I'm rockin' Margiela with ice

We in Booby Trap, yeah, with these racks, throwin' racks all the way to the roof

In the Bentley truck way in the back, **** told, you tellin' the truth