'm outside his house right with a stick
And he said he wanna face off? Take his face off in the pit
Yeah, he could get stomped out, I got some metal in my kicks
Yeah hoe we rolling loud like we got volume set at ten
I got steel toe boots
But my straps hang loose
If his face is in my way then the bat swing through
And that hoe is getting cuffed like I'm backing the blue
Stick the blade in his gut, tummy tuck. What it do?
Yeah imma take your life inside this coupe
Hoe we always on the move
My hellcat is filled with troops
And my cleaver doing damage spilling blood all on my Trues
And that boy was talking hard until we necked him with a noose
Hoe guessing what I'm stepping in, these New Rocks on your face
And bro I'm fresh out Baghdad how I'm posted with a K
And I'm taking his head off like the clip on my grenade
Imma take my money with me hoe I'm rich inside the grave

And I just dropped a bag on Trueys bro I'm getting racks
Yeah I dropped a rack this morning but I'll make it back
Hoe said that she love me and I ain't say nothing back
You swerving in a Chevy, I just hopped inside that Jag
Shawty throw it back she look like Kim K, yeah
"We gonna spin it back" that's what twin say, yeah
I just got a bag made like 10k, yeah
We fresh out the trap, where you been at? yeah
If it ain't bout a check then I'm skipping to the next, yeah
I be making bread just by talking with my chest, yeah
I just popped a x it be messing with my head, yeah
She just drank my kids, smell it in her breath, yeah
Lean and x, lean and x rinse and then repeat, yeah
Internet, internet all you do is tweet, yeah
Pop a X, pop a x I'm way too geeked, yeah
Racks like everyday and we spend it every week, yeah