Steel Sharpens Steel (feat. Demoz)

Fuck you talkin' 'bout?

Is you high 'cause you done lost a ****?

I got bitches that'll turn you on just to off you, ****

Now fuck a whip, whip

Fuck a Nae Nae, Nae Nae

I keep an AK, tryna fuck Kim Kardashian, just like Ray J (Damn)

With Taylor Swift recording me in my new play date

Who's that? That's Kanye West in my basement

**** lemme ask you somethin', why you mad at boy?

Man, I ain't mad at all

As matter of fact I wrote this shit focusin' on the Adderall

Every time I'm with your girl, she treat me like a superstar

She be suckin' harder than the bitches in the hookah bars

Okay, I clap chrome, hit him in his backbone

I'm death prone

Any given holiday, Halloween, mask on

Get dragged on the gas station, pump section, match on

This gon' be a rough ride, very far from Drag-On

You ain't never earned respect, ****, you's a nervous wreck

Choke you like a turtleneck, then pop you like a Percocet

Truth can never hurdle death

You guaranteed to die, ****

Don't get outta line, ****

This ain't just a rhyme, ****

Fifty percent of these motherfuckers ain't fuckin' with me

They  ain't fuckin' with me

The other fifty percent of these motherfuckers, put 'em under for free

Put 'em under for free

Money, I ain't playin', I'm just sayin'

I lay your pussy out, put 'em under the pavement

I ain't playin', what the fuck is you sayin?

Official Pistol Gang, we ain't nothin' to play with

My whole team, a bunch of motherfuckin' apes

Gorilla put the llama to your motherfuckin' face

But I ain't tryna catch another motherfuckin' case

If you wanna make wine, you gotta crush a couple grapes

I know a couple Avalon, know a couple Piru

Got a couple shooters that's ensurin' my survival

Y'all are writin' novels, I'ma write a Bible

Vinnie sellin' gas and they comin' out the nozzle

And I don't want trouble, I'm just tryna hit a lick

And if it's really drama, money, hit me on the hip

They tryna give him twenty 'cause they hit him with a brick

He stupid and he know it, so he gettin' what he get

I got him duckin' bullets like he leanin' over Perc

If you ain't gettin' fetty, what's the meanin' of the word

If it ain't the fifteenth, he fiendin' for the first

I hope you'll understand it, ain't no grieving in the dirt

He merked

Fifty percent of these motherfuckers ain't fuckin' with me

They ain't fuckin' with me

The other fifty percent of these motherfuckers, put 'em under for free

Put 'em under for free

Money, I ain't playin', I'm just sayin'

I lay your pussy out, put 'em under the pavement

I ain't playin', what the fuck is you sayin?

Official Pistol Gang, we ain't nothin' to play with