[Verse 1]
After these ninety days [?] should be seating tall
You took a lose, two ounces of [?]
I could've cut it more times than a [?]
Trying to get the dope to jump like Kriss Kross
It took me three years to see how my [?] walk
Did business, third party, couldn't understand when my plug talk
These n***as kill me with this propaganda
Still running their guns after giving their Miranda
Right, see who's real when the spot's tight
I keep a pipe, hear it ignite like a Harley engine
Fuck n***as in the way to die for attention
Get a notification his dead ass a hell of a mention
Death come when the breeze come
I would've killed you already, it's Ramadan
I offer my [?] fast and read Quran
[?]
They don't really know what type of shit we're on
[?]
More money, more murder, more homicide
Mac-eleven flamingo, that sixty-forty-five inside
I start [?] then I let the nozzle rocks
The realest, they left the scene and they was horrified
White tag, white bag with a dead guy inside
This is the Mafia, we don't let that drama slide
This is the opioid, we don't let that drama slide
[Verse 2]
Respect don't fall too far from my pack, boy
So stop talking like the plug you ain't that, boy
I used to order half a chicken like a fat boy
Then broke him down to eight ball, he's off the bat boy
You stuck one toe in the water, I had ten down
Ass a [?] how he was wiping at the end town
That n***a turned around and helped me build a corporation
Then he slipped up and booked the unplanned vacation
But he know Imma keep it matching that ain't no question
Merc and Jeff crewneck, black and gold questions
Just a young Virginian n***a with an old essence
I'm smelling nice on the road with the low stressing
So before we count the money gotta count the blessings
Young n***as wanna cop an ounce ain't had an ounce of lessons
You got the mouth, they pull out, you in the bounce profession
You pushing bitches to the ground in their blouses and dresses
Pathetic you won't get credit for that duck shit
So get it, you gonna get pregnant with that fuck shit
My young boy lost his mind but he's nine, he still got that
And once you're off the hook, I can't stop that

[Verse 3: Benny The Butcher]
Look, n***as rather be Hov than shoot it out with us
Admit it I've been a minute since like 2001
You got a two-year degree, that's what you're proud of, huh?
I walked out of school and never had to use algebra
I got it passed out the wrong collected
That happens when you plant seed as a small investment
Stay woke, but play broke leave them all with questions
'Cause you couldfit 200 bands in a Dodge Intrepid
You know I slid then I'm with the mob
I told my bitch what I'm worth, she tried to quit her job
Not too many plugs I didn't ride
Or too many ops that didn't die
These broke n***as barely getting by
In the Beamer, it's just me and shooters
They see how we've been moving fuck a white bitches like Mila Kunis
I've been on my [?] exclusive
We're opposite like black and white, Jesus, Judas
Front 'till I end up hitting your lady
With shopping tricks, she got me buying shit for your baby
White kids and then on the news
That shit feeling crazy 'cause dope doing to them
What crack did to us in the 80s
[Verse 4]
These boy got the cocaine marijuana and percocets
Get the dope from across town but they are served as shit
You might see them out of town
That's where you're worth getting made
I met my plug in a Z, n***a I done worked the states
Put up in the loo back in '01
Me and D, it was a whole block of rare when we rolled up
I done been to the Chi with this rap shit
Seen Kay Slay stop the truck hopped out in traffic
And gave him my tape
A lot of n***as done missed this
You know who from my town
And all them n***as that heard me spit this
I done been in a raid with crackers threatening to kill shit
Same tattoos, same vest, same ski mask
But the law behind dude
It's a different way of thinking when you know a law behind you
Even when you off your dean your bitch will [?] a fool
Them n***as fucking with the competition
But I don't care 'cause now them n***as under the suspicion People caught them talking on the tape
'Cause this man made a mistake or was he on the tape Blaxploitation opioid, the logo on the cake
Superhero to dope fiends on pills and needles
And [?] so this Thriller scenes are killer sequel