[Intro:]
Uh
Like Gucci, I bust it out the wrapper
Fuck 'round, sell it to a trapper
Break down them bales, n***a, bowls in, ten percent, take it to the pastor

[Chorus:]
I'm on 285, I feel like the old Gucci, went to Barney's for the chain
And I'm workin' 3 scales at the same damn time, addin' in my brain
I just drove to Kanye's, he wanted a QP, I sold that shit for a whole thing
Five hunnid' a zip, 3-5 for a pill, but jit out here bustin' n***as brains

[Verse:]
I know some n***as who fuck wit' the birds
I know some n***as who fuck wit' the rabbits
I'm ridin' dirty, it's bowls and switches
I pray to the fire before I get in traffic
Late night shootouts wit' gang
It's a competition for bodiеs, I feel like Mark [?]
My smackers itchin' for hats
They geekеd off percs, like freeze, you went, toe-tag 'em
We deep in this bitch wit' 30-some' Glocks
Waitin' for the opps to come slide and do what they said
This double R in yo' song
A fuckin' week later, somehow, n***as turnin' up dead
I'm wit' Too Iffy and Mud
Lil' Blade just needed ten bowls to bring me a head
At me 'bout some of that beef
Not takin' you serious, you workin' that case wit' the feds
These n***as be workin' the other one
I'm geeked, I'm scared, I'm psyched, I'm nervous
'Member them times I was sleepin' in service
Then thought 'bout the preacher and questioned his sermons
I don't like n***as, I feel like a German
But gang, we tight like a muh'fuckin' virgin
Body for body, lil' n***a, we purgin'
Put n***as on tables, I feel like a surgeon
Hot box ride wit' a hunnid' rounds
Momma seen a gangster on the ultrasound
Sixteen O's in a old Cutlass, try to strike this and end up in the pound
Try to rob me and end up in the ground
I don't play fair, don't come outta' bounds
Leavin' pillow talkers in the lost-and-found
N***as know we bussin' like the Greyhounds
[Chorus:]
I'm on 285, I feel like the old Gucci, went to Barney's for the chain
And I'm workin' 3 scales at the same damn time, addin' in my brain
I just drove to Kanye's, he wanted a QP, I sold that shit for a whole thing
Five hunnid' a zip, 3-5 for a pill, but jit out here bustin' n***as brains
I'm on 285, I feel like the old Gucci, went to Barney's for the chain
And I'm workin' 3 scales at the same damn time, addin' in my brain
I just drove to Kanye's, he wanted a QP, I sold that shit for a whole thing
Five hunnid' a zip, 3-5 for a pill, but jit out here bustin' n***as brains