Double R produced it

D-D-Double (huh)

Big AKG shit, ****, big AK shit, ****

Fuck all these bitch ass **** (AK)

I'm the real ****, I'm on the top, ****

I'm the top, I am the top, ****

Fuck these **** talking 'bout?

Ayy, ****, I'm back

I dodge out the bullet by tapping while that ****'s asleep

Ain't about shit but some bullets, two clips of the murder

First try to put that one to me

I got a couple of **** I really want gone, so they already printed out tees

These **** must have been knowing I'm slimy as hell, come on me, the dreadhead will read

My mama know how I'm coming, she better not die 'cause I'm spreading that blood on the street

I'm killing anyone coming, you gon' need an army, I bet I'm abiding me three

Gang go five on choppers, I got bro six, **** play, get six feet deep

**** go down trying to fight, fuck, I look like the tussle, I'm not trying to Muhammad Ali

I don't got time for the media and internet dissing, let Nicki go buck by Drake

Lil' shorty slim, some thick, but I'm tryin' to get in it, lil' baby, come sit on my face

Lil' baby, I'm trying to eat it, check pussies and beat it, got pussy all over my plate

Better pass me that switchy, I do it if he need it, just see me, me, I'm trying to aim

****, come slide, get BTA

Riding on the highway, seat full of choppers AK belt like whip, how 'bout I spray?

You see dumbass rumors, speculations, that shit thug, not AK

You take my brothers from me, murder coming same day, I'll make 'em pay

AK never going, my list slick, slide, but bet I bone

Please don't take nothing from me, gun scary, I six stick, bet I don't

I don't got options, but I bet if I did, they'd all be broke and bun

Boy, boy, you snooze, you lose, push up and die, we rash it like a move

Ayy, ****, I'm back (I'm back)

I dodge out the bullet by tapping while that ****'s asleep

Ain't about shit but some bullets, two clips of the murder

First try to put that one to me (try to put that one to me)

I got a couple of **** I really want gone, so they already printed out tees (on God)

These **** must have been knowing I'm slimy as ever, come on me, the dreadhead will read

My mama know how I'm coming, she better not die 'cause I'm spreading that blood on the street

I'm killing anyone coming, you gon' need an army, I bet I'm abiding me three

Gang go five on choppers, I got bro six, **** play, get six feet deep

**** go down trying to fight, fuck, I look like the tussle, I'm not trying to Muhammad Ali

****, he push up, he gon' die

Know lil' shit but mama, brother, Jesus, God, and not my father (and not my father)

I talked to God, told Him if I'm never happy, kill me now

They was laughing, joking, jokes and better have blicked up, hit me now

R.I.P. big body titties with me, send me tracing now

I got aim, I'm bad at running, I'ma shoot, I ain't chasing now (Double R produced it)

She ain't eating no fucking fruit before we fuck, I ain't tasting now

My bitch getting glocky, watch your step, push up, Jan Mason now

Dumb ass ****

AKG, ****, AK on top, ****, forever on top, ****, won't ever fall off, ****

I don't know, I don't know

Bitch ass ****