[Verse 1:Lord $hredda]
Yah!
Bitch I’m blowin’ money it’s my birthday (Woo)
I’m still the flyest n***a on my worst day (Lil Shredda)
I came for the [fame?] I look for this game and she know how I feel
Tell her taste the dick it’ll make her smile call it a happy meal (Woo)
She take it to the head like margaritas
I stay with the shells like chicken fajitas
And my homie just got a blunt [?] down in Costa Rica
I’m a ghost [real?] they never been funny
[?] in the face like yo’ name was tony
Run up in yo’ house kidnap yo’ kid
Joseph Kony
Makin’ profit of the beats I demolish
I am a hot topic
If I want it I’ll cop it
Callin’ up the sperm bank cuz I’ll
Makе a deposit
Got cash stuffed in my wallet
And my cеllphone in my pocket
Yo’ girl blow my brains out
Like she put a pistol to my fuckin’ eye socket
Yo’ chick blow me like an instrument
She wants to get intimate
Imma be here forever my flow is equivalent to infinite
Full clip in the chamber boy, you in danger
If Mary Jane is my stimulant
Fuck with me I shoot at yo’ hood
George Zimmerman



[Chorus:Lord $hredda & AK]
We run this shit
We run this shit
These jits tryna do it we already done this shit
These n***as still sayin’ what’s a ghoul to a goblin
Imma motherfuckin’ monster you don’t want no problems
I’m a motherfuckin’ monster (you a what?)
Yeah imma motherfuckin’ monster (That’s right, uh)
These n***as still sayin’ what’s a ghoul to a goblin (Let me talk my Bullshit real quick)
Imma motherfuckin’ monster you don’t want no problems (AK)





[Verse 2:AK]
It’s do or die like a [?]
I’m losing sight of my [?]
Cuz these dudes despised on that hating talk
Won’t have wounds to [fly?] but my case in charge
I’m blowin’ down but like different papers
You blowin’ down like a prison favor
I showed em’ now that I’m [pissed?] my nature
So they hope I’m down for forgiveness [?]
Fuck, I’m not
I’m drunk off scotch
[???]
And my gun done cocked
Tryna take it to the head
Like a [blood?] pump shot
With a touch of sarach
I’m crazy, I’m faded
Smokin’ weed in my aunts house
And it’s laced weed that I’m trippin’ on
Got em [?] me to just calm down
But my [funs?] a lesson
And my [?] in session
Got me contemplating a homicide
The drunk affection and my fathers presence
Made me concentrate on my mamas eyes
It’s Sunday night. I’m drowsy as fuck
And I probably ain’t ever met you
But this lean finna make me show my ass in slo-mo to the birds like I’m [?]
I’m conscious of my brutal [means?]
Responding so [?] to see
Never [?]
[???]
My [?] and my bitch is bad
Promises are in the fifth of [?]
As my conscious drift, intentions laugh
[?] in a zipper bag, ah




[Chorus:Lord $hredda]
We run this shit
We run this shit
These jits tryna do it we already done this shit
These n***as still sayin’ what’s a ghoul to a goblin
Imma motherfuckin’ monster you don’t want no problems
I’m a motherfuckin’ monster
Yeah imma motherfuckin’ monster
These n***as still sayin’ what’s a ghoul to a goblin
Imma motherfuckin’ monster you don’t want no problems