[Intro]
Yeah
(Section 8 just straight cooked this motherfucker up)

[Verse]
We masked up goin' on a mission, we just playin' Sade
Fucked up, I seen my first killin', I had school on Friday (Yeah)
Told my bitch she gon' come with me, we gon' do this my way (Yeah)
First, I'ma park this big-ass Bentley in my new bitch driveway (Yeah)
Then I'ma spark this big-ass Philly, then smoke 'til I'm sideways (Yeah)
I don't know who told you crime don't pay, lil' ass n***a, crime pays (Yeah)
I was just bustin' the box of the bullets
Tell the opps, "Live your life to the fullest"
Ayy, when I catch 'em, they know I'ma pull it
Aim at your beanie, skully
I treat a bitch like a fish, gut it
I treat my gun and my clips like Buddies (Uh)
You don't like it, but your bitch might love
N***a, my stick my bitch, my cuddy, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Brick by brick by brick, I built it
And this shit came my way, I killed it
Yeah, n***a, on God I killed it, six feet shit
Still tryna figure out what KeKe meant, and that's why I don't fuck with that bitch
Ain't no point in tryna duck that switch
Hollow point get to a low point, then I empty out the whole clip
I never picked a side off rip 'cause I don't condone no beef 'bout bitches
Told her, "Whatever I do my business"
Know how I was steppin' on shit 'bout business, yeah
Sorry for the wait, I still got weight, I ain't talkin' 'bout fitness, yeah
Put him on a plate, then he get ate 'til everybody finished, uh
I still pop out, Grimace
Nut on her face, that's blemish, uh
Beat my case, my image
N***a, I don't give no fucks 'bout image
I tote my gun, it's with me, uh
I just moved off my pivot
Shoot out the window, Bendo hit it
He got Perc's with the fento in it
I got Perc's that the doctor 'scripted
These n***as actors, whole life scripted
These n***as backwards, act like bitches
Can't say faggots, gay might get me
I was outside, had trey-five-seven
I don't know how I got face card credit
I was just takin' shit, n***as indebted
Me and the plug still talkin' 'bout fetty
I was in the car, go 'bout one seventy
Bitch had too many problems, I left it
Bitch got brain like school, I kept it
Listenin' to my lil' son voice message
I reply back to him a text message
I was slidin' back over through Chester
Can't get back in once I exit (Nah, nah)
We was still winnin', zero effort