[Chorus]
I get the cash and I spend it
I hide the racks in the basement
All of these n***as they lazy
Serving these fiends, man, I feel like I’m Satan
Don’t need no God in my life im Pagan
You cannot kill me, my g, I’m a made man
I got the vision they calling me Raven

I get the cash and I spend it
I hide the racks in the basement
All of these n***as they lazy
Serving these fiends, man, I feel like I’m Satan
Don’t need no God in my life I'm Pagan
You cannot kill me, my g, I’m a made man
I got the vision they calling me Raven

[Verse]
Tell that lil b that she's crazy
I cannot call her my baby
Focused on money I’m changing
I got the racks as my main bitch

Asking the Lord to forgive me
Enemies tryna deceive me

Momma she hopes that I don’t lose myself
Smiling at me but she crying for help
I got two bullets, the gun’s on the shelf
Tipo txiobullets eu ando com backs

I'm beating the pot like a soup
My n***as they shmoking in boof
Hotboxing inside of a coupe
Shoot out the roof
Got shooters they aiming at you
Aim at your head
My n***as got lead
Your baby ma giving me head
Watch how the butter is spread
I'm baking, I’m breaking the bread
What’s done it can never be said
I never can talk to no feds
Lil mama she bad
She naked on top of the bed
I love how she doing the spread
I fucked her don’t care who is mad

I cannot follow no n***a
Tryna get ice on my wrist
Flipping the board like a brick
I cannot fight with a bitch
Slap on that hoe then i leave
Hit from the back then i pull out her weave
My junkies be ready
I'm ready to grieve
I’m killing the cow cause these n***as want beef
Like a magician
Got tricks on my sleeve
Baby girl, watch out your knees
Make the wrong move you get hit with the beam
Like Joãozinho i walk with a bean
Hmmm wait
That b she smart
She giving me brain
She like how I talk
Don’t know what I'm saying
I’m running the racks, i feel like Ussain
I walk in the club, I’m making it rain
My shooters got Glocks, they making you pay
I came with the flex, they calling me Bane
You know I got ice inside of my veins
I'm shooting from deep, they thinking i’m Dame
I'm f*cking your b*tch inside of a plane
You know I got dikes I cannot complain
You n***as wanna fight? You gotta go train
You come to my block we taking your chain
I’m up in the morning sipping champagne
You n***as are junkies sniffing cocaine
I walk with a stick, I walk with cane