[Verse]
Say I'm not proper, look at my etiquette
Two big P’s, might move to Connecticut
Underhand, Undertaker, no wrestling
I got a bougie gun, she is a specialist
Sipping HiTech out that wock, that's that medicine
N***as be hot, so I’m bringing them weapons in
I take his dog and then he reselling it
You ain’t no plug, n***a, you ain’t selling shit, yeah
N***a try dap me, but he not my bro
AR-15 make him do the woah
I swim in the water, n***a, I can stroke
He holding his heart like he had a stroke
I ‘X’ a n***a out, like tic-tac-toe
I got the bags on me, ho-ho-ho
He say he gon’ rob me, no, no, no
I sent the man ‘cause the money he owe
I bag the work, Shoppers, this ain’t no grocery
I got the Migo plug calling me holmes
I’m taking your stick, n***a, do not show
She calling my phone, n***a, holmes, she blow
I’m beating the plug, I’m like Adrian Broner
I run in that n***a house like I’m the owner
Yellow tips in my gun, feel like Homer
How the last n***a end up in a coma?