I stepped up to this bridge, like, you know where I can get a glitch?

Ridin' round Wisconsin, figurin' ain't no Oxy's in Milwaukee

(Get the bag King Wonka)

Hell yeah, yeah, I just be wantin' to shoot, that's it

I find it hard to fall alseep, ****, tossin' and turnin'

I was thinkin' to myself, only if I had a Perc'

I'm talkin' 'bout all mornin', I ain't even rollin'

Then you mean to say I probably got a song on 'em

Jumped out my sleep like Derrick, is you recordin' this?

I'm a nightmare baby, for real, Z shit, I dream about droppin' hits

I stepped up to this bridge, like, you know where I can get a glitch?

Ridin' 'round Wisconsin, figurin' ain't no Oxy's in Milwaukee

You gotta believe in yourself, you gotta be cocky

They discontinued purple juice, man, I miss that Wocky

I thought shooters like me can't get shot, 'til they shot me

I'm goin' Future, purple rain, now I'm sayin' you can't even stop me

Ayy, ghost, the only one brought cancer in this bitch

I ain't hidin' but you is, 'cause I got a switch, yeah

Ayy, this Sniper Gang you know that's why the main hoes going

Gamblin' in this bitch tell the hoes no cameras in this bitch

Chain swangin' on my neck, my dick danglin' in her face

I got swag and I can brag about it, yeah, yeah, yeah

Baby vulture cruel, I'm feelin' torture in a foreign

Ayy, I bust it on her, then I sent her off Molly

Sittin' behind five percent, diamonds dance, huh, VVS

Ayy, I'm off that Xan' but I forgot to make my bed

Take my meds, baby, baby, take my meds

Red, I see red, I see red, the Cullinan red pickin' up bread

In Lauderdale, baby, gold my stash, pickin' up cash

In Lauderdale, baby, hold my stash, hold my stash

Pour my stash, baby, hold my stash, pickin' up cash

In Lauderdale, baby, hold my stash, hold stash hold my

Baby, hold my stash, hold my Glock, and Wocky' up, baby

Baby, hold my stash

Got the Henn' in Lauderdale, just meet me out the back with the bag, bag

Hey, meet me in the Bach

Suck a dick real good, baby, just send me the location, I'm pullin' up

Fuck it, I'm mills crazy, I don't give a damn no more, I'm fucked up, yeah, so what?

This shit amazing, I don't put faces, I'll kill a haitian **** to a blood

This ain't for racin' fuck the Mercedes, ****, I spin and then I flush

This AR for any race, I don't discriminate it

Ain't no game but I paid so much

Can't shake this que, and I ain't no yes man, but I just can't say no to drugs

And when it's rainin' out the dope, yeah, we came with both our cups

It's a scissor, blizzard pistol, ask sizzurp how I cut

My **** remind me of Wiz or Future, you just a lil' more gas then them

Patek west make me mad, I'll run in your trap, start baggin' stuff

Clappin' stuff, all type of stuff, we killin' stuff