[Intro]
Oh, oh
Pourin' up fours, mud in my cup
Won't look at the past, it's behind us
Fallin' in a bottomless pit, find us
Life is a purge, sound of the sirens

[Verse]
Do whatever I want, don't give a fuck, live my life, uh-huh, uh-huh
I got your wife, she my slut, she take nut, uh-huh, uh-huh
And I don't walk shit at all, I'm on the money run
I don't got no opps, they stay inside 'cause they scared of my guns
Your bitch said she want a real one, I told her, "Come and find one"
It's funny how you pussy, but you never been inside one
Ayy, these dumb-ass, virgin-ass n***as mad
They run when they see the gun in my hand
Bullets like Twitter, thеy follow them
Tell me if you wanna, I camе from the corner
Brother died in the kitchen whippin' up a order
Money bowl in that order, money bowl in that order
Money bowl in that order
If I go broke I'ma go back whippin' water, ayy
Got that stick on me, it shoot like Harry Potter, ayy
Got that gun on me, it sing like Frank Sinatra, ayy
Choppa on me, let it go, that shit a opera
If I catch a oppnem, catch a oppnem
If I catch a oppnem he gon' be runnin' and runnin' out of them options
Shoe box full of hunnid bands, fuck is makin' a deposit?
You don't stand a chance
-, again
I ain't goin' there again
I said you don't stand a chance, I ain't goin' there again, o-oh
Okay, yeah, I'm on tour goin' too hard, uh
Xanny in the bottle, I took two bars, uh
Ballin' on my ex, I feel like Dumars
Rockstar, but in the trap I still do bars
Ayy, don't get outta line
Running out of cash, running out of time
I'm about the dollar signs, yeah, yeah
I'm about the dollar signs, yeah, yeah
We ain't kill you if you out of line
I'm about kill you if out of line
I'm about the dollar signs, yeah, yeah, ayy
Choppa on me, I-I, yeah, yeah