[Intro: Slim Santana]
Couldn't get an occupation so I built a operation
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

[Chorus: Slim Santana]
Had to start finding my demons and feed them
Down on my dick, I forget my dreams
N***as lookin' like opps, I ain't doin' no lean
Put the sticks in the back, drive-by in the Lincoln
Ain't crazy with the hoe but to us no demon
I do I just give me a reason
Slime in the back, don't commit no treas- (Double it)
Couldn't get an occupation so built a operation
My block on fire, see the fire and, call the fire station
Why would you say don't want the trauma? You only operating
And you know who? I don't know nun', I know they building cases

[Verse 1: Slim Santana]
Jump your mans, do a dance like we Michael Jackson
No .223, the cooler kid, yeh I ain't never lackin'
My man scratching n***as out like he was on some matches
We so big, I feel like future inside those matches
The racks so big, who we herewith?
Posted on the rack and we on that bullshit
Bitch we outta pocket, tryna scrape a n***a pocket
Their whole crew full of bitches, tell Jesse I'll load the rocket (Boom, boom, boom)
Dior on my feet as I wall in and out the lobby
I ran up hundred thousand and that shit was just a hobby
If I drop a 10 he need to ballberg, walkin' shit like Walter
Ran to the game no alter
[Chorus: Slim Santana]
Had to start finding my demons and feed them
Down on my dick, I forget my dreams
N***as lookin' like opps, I ain't doin' no lean
Put the sticks in the back, drive-by in the Lincoln
Ain't crazy with the hoe but to us no demon
I do I just give me a reason
Slime in the back, don't commit no treas- (Double it)
Couldn't get an occupation so built a operation
My block on fire, see the fire and, call the fire station
Why would you say don't want the trauma? You only operating
And you know who? I don't know nun', I know they building cases

[Verse 2: YNW Bortlen]
You can run but you can't hide, double it so slide
Blood all over my draws
Calicos and AR's, pick an opp and pop
Tell em' chalk it up
Switch on a Glock, we walkin' up
Have em' pick your coffin up
Bit be blood he coughin' up (Coughing up)
Fuck your hoes then get to it
Slimes hangin' out the roof, Bentley coupe
Young n***a bout to pop my shit and I ain't talkin' bout Mountain Dew
I'm like three for the night, steppin' on sight, can't say i' proud off you
Lil Melly told me you proud of me but real Melly I'm proud of you
Flawless concrete, I'm in bom preat
30 racks on my teeth, YNW family
Don't have people watching me
Gotta be how I can be
Gotta be how I can be
Gotta be how I can be
[Chorus: Slim Santana]
Had to start finding my demons and feed them
Down on my dick, I forget my dreams
N***as lookin' like opps, I ain't doin' no lean
Put the sticks in the back, drive-by in the Lincoln
Ain't crazy with the hoe but to us no demon
I do I just give me a reason
Slime in the back, don't commit no treas- (Double it)
Couldn't get an occupation so built a operation
My block on fire, see the fire and, call the fire station
Why would you say don't want the trauma? You only operating
And you know who? I don't know nun', I know they building cases