[Intro: Tafia]
(CashMoneyAP, Dramatic) Yeah
I can touch the sky, I got my money up
N***as say they outside, but they ain't did enough (Uh-huh)

[Verse 1: Tafia]
Seen my n***a in a shootout in some red bottom flip flops (Yeah)
We gon' kill all the opps, we don't fear shit, but fear God (Uh)
You know I'm finessin' a Jugg, waitin' on this big drop (Let's go)
I'm a trapper rapper, I'll let y'all kill the hip hop (Ayy)
I'm a trapper rapper, I got money on that blizock (Uh)
Buss down two-tone 41, yeah, this a big clock (Ice)
These n***as ain't real, these n***as temporary (Yeah)
She like, "Why you got a pistol in the club?" This how I gotta carry
Fuck a n***a main bitch just 'cause she reppin' gang shit (Let's go)
Yеah, she spotted me, but shе know a n***a stainless (Okay)
Can tell I'm out my body how I'm cuttin' in this range bitch
Catch a n***a lackin', TMZ, make 'em famous (Boom boom)
I'm really on some G shit, it's funny how I peep shit (Let's go)
You like playin' games, but them games get you deceased quick
I'm armed and untamed with a chain, leave you seasick (Yeah)
Couple thousand on some frames and I still don't see shit

[Chorus: Tafia]
I ain't, I ain't thinkin' crazy, you just thinkin' basic (Yeah, yeah)
Was a lil' n***a talkin' 'bout ridin' Mercedes (Let's go)
I'm tryna eat with you, but you out here steady hatin' (Uh)
The same n***a bitch wanna fuck and have my baby
Sheesh, this game ain't for no weak n***a, ain't it?
Sheesh, n***as two-faced, look like they painted
Sheesh, I'm out here dolo hustlin' in the rain
Sheesh, I smile, you won't ever see my pain
[Verse 2: Jackboy]
When I smile, you don't see my pain
All you see is diamonds bling
I'm dealin' with all my problems
Buyin' up the finer things
I came from where none of you lames
You can tell we ain't the same
I'll push a n***a shit back, try to go against the grain
I got snipers in my gang, everybody got good aim
Murderer, homicides, go get to a stain
I leave a whole body, no, my bullets ain't novacaine
You playin' a dangerous game, 'bout to get you for some fame
Bitch, don't run up on me 'cause I got the gun tucked
All black, hooded up, and I'm posted in the cut
Bust a move, try your luck
False move, I'ma bust
N***as funny, I can't trust
'Bout that money, you'll get crushed
Nothin' I'ma do is gon' be playin' on basic
Diamonds on my chain and I bust down on my bracelets
Made it out the hood, I could tell these n***as hate it
All these n***as sour, I could see it in they faces

[Chorus: Tafia]
I ain't, I ain't thinkin' crazy, you just thinkin' basic
Was a lil' n***a talkin' 'bout ridin' Mercedes
I'm tryna eat with you, but you out here steady hatin'
The same n***a bitch wanna fuck and have my baby
Sheesh, this game ain't for no weak n***a, ain't it?
Sheesh, n***as two-faced, look like they painted
Sheesh, I'm out here dolo hustlin' in the rain
Sheesh, I smile, you won't ever see my pain
[Outro]
Gangsta Grizz-ills