Whatever whatever, is what it is
Everywhere I'm at you know I'm striz with that Syd
Yeah, cuz its a fridge where I live
Erybdykold
Outta ten n***as like seven of em fold
When the cops come rushin
They bag me I'm like call my lawyer, end of discussion
These faggots spilling beans like oil, tellin for nothing
You shouldn't sing for anything
You rat, we let that semi ring
On you, warned you, them boys come and swarmed you
A headshot will have your dome like Hey Arnold
Yeah, from where n***as will straight call you
If you ain't on point turn around, ball joint
In your face, that's the cake, n***a where the cash at?
This ain't got shit to do with Weezy when we ask that
Quit talking greezy, that four peezy, i'll blast that
(?), lay that ass flat
Cuz this the murder cappy where n***as is murder happy
But I ain't slippin (?)
How you want it youngin?