[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
(Ooh, Sav killed it)

[Verse]
I'm 'bout to beat a n***a ass, i'm a kung fu master
I just shot some shit down the middle, i'm Kung Fu Panda
I just bet with FanDuel, and won, fucking with Bama
Fuck around with gang, now you whole hood lighting candles
Come around, it’s the red way
I think I really love this bitch head, it’s the head shape
Your mans cooperated, I ain't gon' lie that’s how feds shaped
I jus stepped on a motherfuck, until my leg break
I’m about to the fire the cameraman, he jus kicked over the lean
Young n***a with big dreams, livin' out his dreams
Young n***a with thе big b’s off the new Celinе
Don’t give a fuck about being healthy, but I want sum p’s
Where the fuck is Simbaa at?
You might think I’m goin' hard, but this pistol scratch
I got a big load, but you can’t get to that
My white boy a plug, but, you can’t get to Matt
When I’m outta town my lil n***a run the block up
When you outta town yo boyfriend fuck your spot up
I’m set on shootin' this bitch, all I do is spot up
I need another–, call the doc' up
Damn, I ain't gon lie this the new season
Blew the mic out this bitch, I left the booth breathin
I ain gon shit this time, this the poop season
I might let my mama ball on you, this the Duke season
My first studio, a crackhead brought it to me
I’m in a different tax bracket, how you talkin to me?
You ain got a ride, Im not pullin up, so you walkin' to me
I don’t do no semis, bitch all I tote is fully’s
I can’t lie, I love when a hoe call me papi
Bullets big and long, and they hot, I call em Taki’s
My granny always gettin it, I call her wocky
I’m bout to beat this n***a’s ass, you can call me Rocky
I like to fight then fuck, you can call me toxic
A group of us hit you wit the flash, no paparazzi
We really cookin' n***as through this bitch, no hibachi