(D— D— D— Div, don't do it to 'em)

Yeah, ayy

I got two .45's, bitch, I got nine lives (Got nine lives)

Bitch, I know that that's a fact, I should have died five times (Five times)

But I'm still alive, so I'ma write five rhymes (Bitch, yeah, write five rhymes)

And they just locked my blood Cass up, they caught him with the nine (Blood, bitch, no, no)

Two .45's, bitch, I got nine lives (Bitch, I got nine lives)

Bitch, I know that that's a fact, I should have died five times (Bitch, five times)

But I'm still alive, so I'ma write five rhymes (Bitch, yeah, write five rhymes)

And they just locked my blood Cass up, they caught him with the nine (Blood, bitch, no, no)

That shit just make me think 'cause I always stay with mine (Always stay with mine)

Checkin' out in Target, got the .45 in line (Got the .45 in line)

Tax him for the dub, when he should have paid a dime (When he should have paid a dime)

Finessing shit since I was young like robbin' **** not a crime

Geek— Geeked up at the airport, finna go to the east (Bitch, bitch, go, yeah)

First class, I can see the pilot right here from my seat (I can see him from my seat)

Brought a couple edibles with me, ****, it's time to eat (Bitch, ****, it's time to eat)

Red Leather Maison Margiela's on me, hurtin' my feet (Ow)

Red Dead Redemption that **** if he tryin' me (Boom)

I'm the one who walk 'round like that ****, boy, you heard of me (Boy, you heard of me)

The one who his finger on the trigger, I can wait to squeeze (Yeah, yeah)

The one that **** always envy, the one **** wanna be (Bitch, bitch)

I got two .45's, bitch, I got nine lives (Got nine lives)

Bitch, I know that that's a fact, I should have died five times (Five times)

But I'm still alive, so I'ma write five rhymes (Bitch, yeah, write five rhymes)

And they just locked my blood Cass up, they caught him with the nine (Blood, bitch, no, no)

I got two .45's, bitch, I got nine lives (Bitch, I got nine lives)

Bitch, I know that that's a fact, I should have died five times (Bitch, five times)

But I'm still alive, so I'ma write five rhymes (Bitch, yeah, write five rhymes)

And they just locked my blood Cass up, they caught him with the nine (Blood, bitch, no, no)