72 Hours

(Supreme on the beat)

Got flicked— ahh, shit

Shit, man

Fuck

Alright

Got flicked with an AR pistol and a Five-seveN

Three-point-five in a Backwood got my eyes heavy

Watch a **** die, bleed out in the streets, you might let me

**** bag don't weigh shit, it was not heavy

I don't want a foreign car, I want a box Chevy

Livin' life on the edge, I'm finna watch Belly

I'll make Jacqualyn beat your ass, I had to stop Kelly

Yeah, them buds kinda purple, but it's not cherry

Flawless grill, I left coins in my tooth, but I'm not fairy

Put a **** on a billboard, somebody Times Square me

I'll pay the ticket if it's yeah, bro I'm not petty

Died in the middle of the hood, he was not ready

First time I seen a dead body, it was not scary

Money on the floor, I clean up like the house messy

Bitch, I grew up playin' chess, you cannot check me

Boy, you got on taco outfit, that was not your shit

Stuffed ten bands in ten pockets, this a cargo 'fit

Hit her underwater through my Polo drawers, on my Marco shit

Oh, you talkin' 'bout like Marco Polo?

Seen an opp ridin' through the hood, I'm finna park your shit

Bitch comment on all my pics, I'm finna heart your shit

Hit him up close, big flame, I'm finna spark your shit

Boy, you got that broke-down car, can't even start that shit

You ain't know I was an Airbender, bitch, I make wind

I'll punch a **** in the store, make him break wind

Best friend died poppin' Percs, why you take ten?

How the hell I'm always takin' L's? Why I can't win?