[Verse 1]
Pull up to the bar with the bitch
I'll pull up in Raury's and shit
You can't even talk to the bitch
Hold up I'm not 21 savage but I'm a savage
And I can really let you have it I swear to God
I be putting n***as in the casket
And I got that dirty money sit in the mattress, wait
Plus I double wrap the shit in plastic
Water dripping on my wrist
Yeah
While I'm chilling with the bitch
Yeah
She trying to fuck on my drip
Yeah
But please do not fuck up my drip
Yeah
Now back to raping fast an asthma 'tacking
You talking like you have no Adam's apple
I know you n***as heard of me
Throwing a slight flamed words at p
Will get you 3rd degree
I was thinking I should take the thing and aim it right at the sky
And start dumping it at the stars
And Ending them all who ever it hits gonna fall
I can kill this shit like Kendrick Lamar
Hmmm hummm
My 'tings is my 'tings yes my 'tings
You can't see me you can use Vising
I'm a big deal crack crack to a high fiend
Hmmmm
I always got the pigeons put the birds with the peas n***as tell me that I'm buzzin' like my words full of bees
I'm a hustler I could sell syrup to the zine
I be curve in these bitches like a curve in my spleen
I live like I sleep so my world is a dream
And y'all don't want it with me I'll spit flame that's 100 degrees and get hotter than the summer sun with the breeze you know I'm NWE Gang