Ion need no script telling me how to live my life

pussy sneak dissing like he got something I like

I-ion want your bitch, husk without a sole

acting like you rich, you got nothing and it shows

You think you next? Next what, next best?

Nah you nothing pussy boy keep adding digits to my checks

I got net.. I got rent..

call your bitch Becky way she giving neck

To break bread, I would have to be just outta my head

No apologies a pussy spoon fed

Radiology is shocked I ain't dead

and my bitch mad that I can't get up outta bed

Shooter out of luck ya spent the mag but Dunky ain't dead

put that bindi on em see the red dot on yo forehead

got more bread, than all of you bitches tryna dough spread

I'm toasting, every rapper lined up at my doorstep

they waiting for the feature but Slammy could give a fuck

dodgin, lodgin, im causing problems the scene cant handle us

numbers botted yo flow ain't got timing leave em in the dust

tryna harm me I'm loading my shottie loot em like it's rust bitch

X, 2, to the 3, rappin just my hobby

I'm peaking this shit a treat said it's

X, 2, to the 3, check my Scottie

dropping bodies moving like a leech-leech

run the lot

step you gettin shot

bitch i'm flippin out the pack

i keep that shit up in my sock uh

look up in the mirror

bitch you faker than a bot

ion make time for the hoes

lil bitch i think outside the box

uh what

i got connects in and out tha state

i bin stackin all my cash

don't keep that shi up ina bank

(fuck no!!)

uh 23

on pedal

we ain't hit the brakes

i ain't heard ya bitchin

when i pull up in a fuckin tank

fuck

all the noise

get the cheque

get the coin

on the set

we the best

i can't fold

stay on point

uh

you the typa bitch i avoid

i can't stand in ya presence

bein lame is a choice