I could talk, yeah

About like all my fucking problems

I don't want, yeah

I D-K, what happened?

Ripping out his heart, yeah

Shao Kahn hammer and a blunt, yeah

Y'all just try so fucking hard and I don't know why

Even though I'm from the lower, know my soul fly

I could make yo chick like fuck my bitch, she go bye

She was wet from the verse by the 4th line

If you be doing what you need too

I don't need you

Cause you a leech

Just shoot yo dope and clean yo needles

Cut throat killas take yo credit, beetles

I'm with the juice, the lean, the syrup, and the evil

3 of the same bitches, guess I'm pimping

Or I be stuck up in some fucked up 5th dimension

It doesn't matter I exist forever -ism

That's why these hoes all on my phone I put my dick in

I'll fuck yo bitch and take yo wallet

I ain't major

Around the corner simply waiting for yo prayer

Doo doo do doo

I ain't fuck around and fading

Why my main thots always test my patience?

Boy these shells for everybody, ain't no racist

Just know it's Scales boy I have always been the greatest

Rakka rakka

I ain't fucking round and fading

Why my main thots always test my patience?

Boy these shells for everybody, ain't no racist

Just know it's Scales boy I have always been the greatest