[Intro]
Ayy, ayy, real talk, I might not make it, I won't last (Won't last)
Real talk, I see snakes up in the grass (In the grass)
Real talk, that's 'bout one-eighty on that dash (On the dash)
Real talk, I see snakes in the grass (Pew-pew)
Ayy, real talk, I might not make it, I won't last (Won't last, gang)
Real talk, I see snakes up in the grass (Yeah, in the grass)
Real talk, that's 'bout one-eighty on that dash (Yeah, Crow)
Real talk, I see snakes in the grass (Ayy)
Ayy, n***as ain't comin' how we comin' n***a
187 shit, n***a (Ayy, pull up on the block too)
Free my n***a Heist too though

[Verse 1]
Uhh, okay, I'll do it ninety-five on 95 (Ayy, on 95)
I want my one on one, I do not need my Glock (Dat Glock)
Pop one, pop two, then three, I don't know how to stop (Pop-pop-pop)
The witnesses do not exist, they not alive (Dead)
Ayy, talkin' 'bout cash, I'm talkin' 'bout stocks
You talkin' 'bout racks, I'm talkin' 'bout guap (Ayy)
I'm talkin' 'bout twenty years from right now
The decisions you make gon' reflect that account (Goddamn)
Count the amount, then double it out, and pick up a pound (A pound)
We started it out with like less than a dollar, boy, fuck what you thought 'bout
Runnin' it out, I'm knockin' shit down (Ayy)
I'm pushing that weight then I'm pushing the sound (The sound)
I push a fuck n***a right out of the town
Got a hunnid round drum and this bitch don't get found (Grrah)
Under the bed, I come for yo' legs
Yo' down on one knee, take one to the head
I own a few rings, but I'll never be wed
Flickin' my wrist don't get caught in this web (Pew)
Enemies slippin' they all can get wet (Pew)
I pull on that bitch like I'm walking a pet (Brrt)
Prices go up when I walk on a jet, for 20k to 40k 'cause my net (40k)
Candy paint and maybe matte for the 'Vette (Paint)
Fuck you mean, I'm bangin' back if you pressed
If a n***a think I ain't on nothin', be blessed (Haha)
'Cause I'm coming at you, finna tattoo your chest (Grrah)
[Bridge]
Uhh, that boy broke his foot like the old Carti
Run in the crib, bodies jump, it ain't no party (Haha)
If I shit on you, I am so sorry (Haha)
Body gon' fall out the air like he Jeff Hardy (Woah)

[Verse 2]
Your ho pop up early with no warning, but that bitch never come late, she got no tardy (Ayy, woo-woo)
She threw me that face at a show hardly, then she said we finna date I said "Oh, are we?" (On god)
N***a too gone off the Bacardi
Backup lil' bitch lose her breath like an asthmatic
She all on my pipe like a crack addict
This shit a bad habit, no, I can not have it (Ayy)
That .40 on me I'ma cop back it
There ain't no back tracking, I turn to assassin (Grrah)
I pull on they block, catch an opp lackin' (Ayy)
He catch a Hot Pocket, then we go drop casket (Baah)

[Outro]
Real talk, I might not make it, I won't last
Yeah, real talk, I see snakes up in the grass
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