Mic check, I don't need no fuckin' mic check Dope sick, best friend shootin' in his damn

Neck Daily paid job to support a life pack

Walk around the whole city with my house On my back

I was like that, fuck what you hoes thought You can move a couple bricks, I can take a

Couple shots I was like that, yeah, I was like That

See you **** fail, I been on the right track Catch you if you fall, I can highly doubt that

Call it what you want, I call it a process Boy, Cut your phones off, quiet on the set

**** I'ma show you boys how to catch rec, ****

Low key, I was on the verge of a O.D

Permanent sleep, pine box, ****, six-fiddle Finger to the world, other hand on my balls

Fuck y'all, yeah, all y'all said it and I stand tall

Wilder whip a bitch, bring her back to life Shout out to my exes, I'll be back up on my

Flex shit I was in the trap right now

Next to the dope man, wipe the front door 40-pan in the coke can

You was serving dog food, I was coming with my lunch plate

That bitch wasn't choosing, now she wanna show a fuck face

Straight raw, ****, only time I like vinegar I prefer the needle, but with quicker just

To sniff it up It's the side of the dope, gainy **** ain't

Gon' talk about Traps in the band, know you see a ****

Made it out I was in the trap right next to the dope man

Ring in my lap, 40-pan in my coke can I was in the trap right next to the dope man

Ring in my lap, 40-pan in my coke can I was in the trap right next to the dope man

Ring in my lap, 40-pan in my coke can

Right next to the dope man If you know, you know