[Hook]
Gotta mix it up on you n***as
Got a lotta lotta lotta triggers
Shovel for the grave diggers
This year's Jigga
This year's Nas
Imma make Biggie numbers
Six times like 2Pac

[Verse 1]
Ride or die i ride high
Higher than the skylines
Open up my minds eye
So i can rhyme divine lines
Baby get your mind right
Thinking you can screw with me
Give you a mil in cash
Fo' i let you touch a key
No matter who you got
Or who you with
I truly spit, i truly get
What you make a year, in half a day
Then blow it all on deez and yay
Im stackin chips, you stackin chains
Guess Ye' was right about "new slaves"?
If my girl rob me
It will be in sex that she pays
The kingdom comes when I do
Look out for Hov and Ye'
Lamborghini gives you mercy
Better get out of my way
Travis said it best, boy I don't play
Since a youngin on the ground every week

[Hook]
Gotta mix it up on you n***as
Got a lotta lotta lotta triggers
Shovel for the grave diggers
This year's Jigga
This year's Nas
Imma make Biggie numbers
Six times like 2Pac

[Verse 2]
Ride or Die, I ride low
Black masks, I'll Rob Lowe
Your ho like a drug dealer
She keep it on the down low
King Cold like Dragon Ball
Yeezy's, Ill buy em all
Your girl, I won't even call
Like Cinderella on my balls
Better watch your mouth n***a
Staking out your house n***a
Im up in her mouth n***a
House slaves in her mouth n***a
Black as fuck turn the flash on
Black as fuck like Akon
My flow evolve like Pokemon
STDs that ho caught them all
No I will not smash tho
Will not even pass tho
Like a car I'll crash ho
Count these dolla bills
I know math ho
When It come to rap I'm a pro
Skating like Tony Hawk
Shooting like Montan' tho
Leave him outside better grab some chalk