[Intro]
(Shit, huh, Wa-Water burns so bright)
Come on

[Verse]
Hundred grams on my neck, you don't know the feeling (Know the feeling)
Fuck around and plug my wrist out, and go and buy a building (Go buy a building)
Yeah, I'm back on they ass, lately, I been chilling (Lately, I been chilling)
We all leave a n***a block smoking, like somebody grilling
You ain't never seen the trap and had to work the skillet (Work the skillet)
Told brodie, "If the price right", then I'ma come and get it
Sh—, sh—, shot the gun through the crib and I got evicted (Got evicted)
I'm the type n***a to rent a crib, just to use the kitchen
Ayy, the broke n***as got a lot to say (Lot to say)
I'vе been getting off on the dead, I madе a lot today (Lot today)
Ayy, my first gun was a .38 (.38)
My first lick was this old man, he from Florida state (Florida state)
You ain't never have to slap without the section eight (Section eight)
That lawyer shoot you up and I was uppin' in 11th grade
Bitch, no cap, n***a, straight facts
We can't ever listen to your music, 'cause your tape whack ('Cause your tape whack, n***a)
I've been shining on these n***as and they hate that (Hate that)
Heard my song, walking in the club, it got played back (Played back)
Can hear the jiggin' scam off the same Jack (Same Jack)
Rap n***as come around the ten and get their chain snatched (Ayy)
Speaking on my dead n***as, we don't play that (Ayy)
The same reason, that your dead n***as got his face whacked (Dumb ass, n***a)