[Intro]
Ayy, Are you in the Mafia?
Gon' do you shit like this, n***a
What up, Rell? (Pussy)
Am I in the what?
Whatever you wanna call it, organized crime
These n***as hoes, you know this already
Ayy (I ain't gotta say that)
Real Gutter Shit
I'm in the waste management business, everybody immediately assumes you're mobbed up
Real Gutter Shit, bitch
It's a stereotype, and it's offensive
And you're the last person ever wants to perpetuate it
Let's get it

[Verse]
You the last one that I want to perpetuate it
This ten milli' knock his cap off his head like he graduated (Dlrrt)
I can't fuck with too many of these hoes, they be animated
Drop a four in somethin' exotic, now I'm activated
I can see in you n***as' eyes that you mad I made it (I can see it)
I can see right in n***as' face that they want the worst (Hahahah)
Drop a couple fire swimsuits 'cause we gon' to Turks (We out of here)
Should've wore a motherfuckin' suit 'cause I'm goin' to church
I be up early in the morning like I'm goin' to work (Like I'm goin' to work)
I got a chopper and a Bible, I ain't goin' to church
My bitch the shit real bad, so I put her in some pointers
Fuck what's goin' on on the block, I see death around the corner
I ain't no killer like that unless you back me in a corner
This work here came from the border, my lil' bitch, she came from Florida
N***as say I'm like Klay Thompson, I'll shoot you from the corner
Fuck my old ho, she borin', shoutout to my team, we scorin'
I don't care how cute you is, you gotta leave before the morning
I'll stop everything I'm doin' if it's a play for some oranges
I'm goin' state to state, feel like I'm on tour
I'm with some n***as that got they own, but they takin' yours (Get that shit)
My lil' ho got a deep throat and she wear Dior (Got a deep throat)
I'm a million-dollar n***a, I was just poor
Walk a n***a down in a mask, bitch, this Halloween
Bitch, you ain't slow, you can read, it say, "A. McQueen" (You can read)
Y'all lil' hoes be suckin' dick, you can't taste my lean
I don't listen to none of you n***as' raps 'cause they make-believe (They be lyin')
Knocked the meat out his sub, he ordered steak and cheese (Bah, bah)
Fuck a bitch with all this water on, she need a submarine
That lil' bitch pussy get hit like a tamborine
You know what you came for (Ayy), let me see them ass and titties (Ayy, ayy)
Me and Trav just came back from pickin' up a whole brick (A whole one)
Revive, hell the fuck naw, I don't shop with strippers (Hell naw)
Every n***a you see me with chewin' like a pack of Rigley's
Sip so much lean, I need to preorder another kidney
Such and such stole the chopper for me, bought another blick
I thought you was my mans, though it's clear you wasn't fuckin' with me (It's clear)
I don't even laugh with these n***as when they jokin' with me (Nope)
In the car with the wild card, yeah, the joker with me
Feel like Adam22 (22), 'cause I'm on some shit (Yeah)
I was down bad, now I'm up, now they on my dick (They on my dick)
They wasn't fuckin' with me from the start, it's all makin' sense (I get it now)
I can't even let these n***as know what kind of car I'm in
I can't let these n***as know my next move (Next move)
Sit behind tint low-key in the Benz coupe
That ass so fat and the next smooth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I'm gettin' some top from this lil' bitch in a Benz coupe (In a Benz coupe)