What up Fizzy? what up Sada? You know what it is

Yeah okay, real shit 2026

Yeah okay

You ever had to put on a puffer just to rap?

You ever been the only one with a degree inside the trap? yeah

You ever had to brandish cause lil bro tryna scrap? yeah

You ever invest a fifty ball and let it stack? yeah

Like it's no heat inside the stu and its mid-January

Brick look like Kate Moss, cup look like Halle Berry

Ten hoes in my phone that I been fucking on, not one I'd marry

Chilling in a mansion with my white friends dripped out in some Sperrys

My dawg stay masked up, no Jim Carrey

She just gon suck it, ain't tryna find out what that bitch carry

That thing ain't left my side not once me and my glick married

That bitch go faster than you think just like a miscarriage

That bitch go faster than you think just like a stillborn

You see me sipping on a Sprite? Then I got still poured

We used to rap on 7 Mile now we at Fillmore

Drop an addy rae up in my cup, I got a pill poured

Twenty ball, fifty ball dawg I'm still bored

I know that I'm finna touch some M's I got a feel for it

Lil' bro go get a job, you ain't build for this

Bussdown my mama wrist, dawg I'll kill for her

I'm on the phone with Guap, like "name one genius that ain't crazy"

You sliding bout a bitch, my dawg a spill you, that's my baby

Stop telling hoes that we friends or we related

Or I'll take her out your life--

Til I break her

One hundred racks, two hundred racks huh run it back

Put it on top they head and try to huh

One hundred racks, two hundred racks huh run it back

Huh, ah

I'm tryna drop some

Aye see another four, I'm tryna box one

B done shot one of you **** about a aux cord

Caught him with his hoe I bet I knock some

Double D stood for double down when we opp hunting

Them **** compromised, ain't they?

And a lot them died, ain't they?

Yeah my pops done died but that lil **** pops--

Okay

Jersey number fifty six, add some more to fifty five

**** ain't never did a thing to me and I ain't end up sliding

Rock

You ever had to up it cause you had to up it?

Boy, then had to use it cause you supposed to use it?

Say them bullets make a beat and I ain't talking bout music

Covered by the blood but we quick to put a **** on the crucifix

He ain't the second nothing

They say Jesus died for sins, you ain't gon check for nothing

Boy, that is not my work if they ain't left a hundred

Long live Gotti

I get it done without no vest on

Bitch had more time and changed the climate watch me press on

You can't watch me when these streets is watching, you all get stepped on **** work

You can't say nothing

Ain't tryna say nothing

Who gon--

Who would say something

If you could say something

Let em try to say something

See what they say

**** Sada be the spray some

Choppa be the latest

Ain't got no problems I be the main one

Make his momma nem get the same

Church head with her brains bussin

Armrest got cocaine on it

I was riding with my bottom bitch in the front seat with her main cousin

Gave that hoe a couple lines just to line a **** up cause she brazy

Pussy ass **** ain't got no love for em make em push daisies

Turnt over in they graves

Put a pint bottle on they tombstone

Then blow it up

Disrespect a **** on

Disrespect a **** on

Let a bitch fuck for a feature

Don't disrupt your teacher

Learn you a lesson ****

Step by step walking down the steps guarateed we step about it

Me and mines did it right you and yours get left up out it

Make a **** wish he was left up out it

On my daddy

Make a **** wish he was left up out it

Ain't sparing shit

Ain't sparing shit