You not gon' find a flaw in my diamonds (My **** Lee, I think we got another one)

He still bumpin' "Legendary," say it's timeless

Where the time went?

Told a bitch I love her on some high shit

We just sittin' here, starin' at each other on some dry shit

You sayin' I ain't rich? Well, look at my wrist

This a new watch, this a new Glock

I swear to God I'm goin' out like Tupac

Just cut a **** drank with the wook Wock'

I got too much money for a safe and a shoe box, I got real numbers

I had the bitch leakin' I'm a real plumber

You do some shit today, you gettin' killed Sunday

He don't die on God's day, then they gon' spin Monday

They gon' spin Tuesday, they gon' spin Wednesday

They gon' keep fuckin' spinnin' 'til they get dizzy

He got a hundred rounds on that bitch, he wanna get busy

He ask me what I want for a show, I told him six fifty

'Cause I don't fuck with them, ****, come up with it

Shoot him in his hand and make a **** roll the blunt with it

Shoot him in his head, I know he dead 'cause he got stiff

All I got is Quay', Wock' and Act', I don't got Tris

I got some old drank, the bitch toe stank

**** got on moissanite, so his clothes fake

I fuck around and cleared out the whole bank like a robbery

Ain't a **** on this Earth can say he shot at me

I bet everybody get quiet when the chopper speak

You ate the bitch pussy, we went out to eat

He was bleedin' from the pussy when they killed him, he got shot in heat

I got a hundred songs I'm about to leak

Fuck the Flint Township Police and RIP Dominique, that was BoBo brother

I got an eighty-thousand dollar watch, I did promo for it

She always come back, that's my yo-yo woman

Why the fuck you got a gun and won't blow your button?

Why the fuck do everybody think I owe them somethin'?

I was just in your backseat and you didn't throw me nothin'

You wonder how Yachty gave the police somethin'

My **** tried to pull off, then the police slumped him

When it's gaffle on the floor, you get smoked in public

I just seen a rattlesnake, I don't wanna touch it

My **** took the rattle off and put it in his stomach

Put a gun to his head and make him drink bleach

How 'bout I went to LA for a weekend, I didn't see a beach

I was scram scrapin', I was gaffle bakin'

That **** sweeter than a cake, we gon' have to bake him

I ain't the only one you fuck, you better not ask for nathan

Oh, you got the wrong number if you ain't ask for Nathan

I wanna livestream and drink a pint of Act' with Adin

My lil' bitch went to Ross, she just graduated

Richest **** out the fam, somebody had to make it

I got twelve racks on me, trying to grab some Quagen

But before I buy the pints, I'ma have to taste them, let me pour a deuce

You better cuff the bitch if she ever went to court with you

She ain't miss a court date or a phone call?

If she did miss it, make that bitch climb a long wall

If I don't know nothin' else, boy, I'm gon' ball

And if I don't know shit after that, I won't fall, that's all I know

I only want some Cookie, bro, that's all I smoke, real 41

Just in case I get a bond, I went to court with money

My **** got a lil' blazer, I bought the Portland from him

Damn, I mean I bought the blazer from him, he was in Portland

If you ever seen me talkin' to a Mexican, it was important

You'll never get this shirt, this bitch was imported