[Verse 1]
I leave that bitch drippin' harder than Lil Baby
And I'm still crazy like the real Slim Shady
If he had a baby and it done a 180
Imma pull up in a Mercedes
And I got three bitches in a room like Ima fuckin' lay these
Hit a trick like I was FaZe Faki
But I stay real motherfucker don't play me
The tray was locked so I gotta go get the tray key
You dreamed of being a rapper, but you're way too lazy
Don't get me wrong I made the right choice by getting on this mic to discover my voice
Imma get my invoice, take a look at my chеck
Imma roll in the dough then kiss my bitches nеck
Look at how she look at me, you can't see with this money tree
She wanna be free but she can't afford to leave

[Interlude]
Ay man what's up with this weak ass bass in the background of the beat? Turn that fucking bass up bro, let's go

[Verse 2]
My gun be on full automatic, your gun just be on some weak ass burst
Just like the burst of energy you get when you finish the running race first
You ain't even heard my fucking worst, sorry that I had to curse
I might just call up a witch and tell her to finish off this fucking verse
People chug the whole bottle but I just stay sippin'
I swear drug addicts gotta wear Velcro's cuz they trippin'
Tell her I'm a trampoline so she started bouncing
She a big bad bitch but I had to book her some counselling
Book that bitch some counselling, then I had to counter in
She started throwing shots so I had to counter it
She would swing that miss, ball up her fist, lean in to give me a kiss
And in the mist of this, I'm taking pictures so I can sue the bitch
[Verse 3]
Flying so high, I'd impress Snoop Dogg
At this point on, I'm already making another song
Triple 9, rest in piece Juice, another legend gone
Crazy you were so young and It's been so long
But he wasn't the only one, there's been many others too
Why's this all happen? Honestly I wouldn't have a clue
I just hope and pray that this shit doesn't happen to any of you
And if I die, anyone who listened to me, remember to stay true
This ain't really working, I don't know what to say
But I know that I'm hurting, shawty saw me sad so she started flirting
I ain't hear shit, all I smell is bourbon
I say get "Get away hoe, your breathe fucking stank"
Either that or her pussy was too close to my face
She went on her knees but it was to tie her lace
She a Police officer but I ain't tryna catch a case
I just kept tryna run but she just wanted to chase
Looking at her face, feeling her waist
What a waste, I needed some distance
Like the Earth and Sun in space
Colliding the planets, boom, end the human race
Taking it over making it our own place
Fighting over different beliefs, yes we different but we all the same
I ain't gonna change, dying in protest is just taking the fucking cake
A difference is what we're tryna make but we can't trust what people say
Cuz what them people say is so fucking fake
I'm just tryna let you know for the good of your own sake
I don't think many people realise what's actually at stake
Hit your head with a rake, maybe then you'll be awake
To see what's really happening, it might be too much of an intake
Like you had too much food on your small fucking plate
Eat it anyway and eat another, that's a double take