(Hook Slowed)
Run up on me that's a death sentence
I don't got time for you damn peasants
Wrap that boy up like a damn present
Kickin' shit with them damn felons
Shooting up at your damn melon
Murder on my mind like I'm melly
Know I got the gas *Tapestop effect*

*Tae produced it*
*This is a DJ Ant exclusive bitch*

(Hook)
Run up on me that's a death sentence
I don't got time for you damn peasants
Wrap that boy up like a damn present
Kickin' shit with them damn felons
Shooting up at your damn melon
Murder on my mind like I'm melly
Know I got the gas you can smell it
Smokin' this dope in a telly
You walked in the court and you tellin'
They see the shoes on me and they jealous
I know that they envy us
I know that they wanna be us
(Verse)
I know they broke as fuck
In a coupe, what's a truck?
Off the dope I'm high as fuck
Sippin' this lean got me stuck
Really fell in love with the mud
Y'all stay still smoking dubs
Never smoke less than an ounce
Me and Ant stay copping pounds
Drop a xan in my drank yeah, put a xan in my body
Feeling like I'm Chief Keef 'cause I don't really feel nobody
And there ain't no bitch in me, nah I don't really fear nobody
I know that I'm the fucking best now they telling me I'm too cocky
Push to start up in this new whip no I don't need no damn car key
I hit the plug for some more pack I ain't selling I'm smoking all that
Just know that I ain't with the chat
I know y'all broke and that's a fact
I can't fuck with y'all 'cause y'all fags
I been runnin' like right to the bag

(Hook)
Run up on me that's a death sentence
I don't got time for you damn peasants
Wrap that boy up like a damn present
Kickin' shit with them damn felons
Shooting up at your damn melon
Murder on my mind like I'm melly
Know I got the gas you can smell it
Smokin' this dope in a telly
You walked in the court and you tellin'
They see the shoes on me and they jealous
I know that they envy us
I know that they wanna be us
*Tapestop effect*

(Hook Slowed)
Run up on me that's a death sentence
I don't got time for you damn peasants
Wrap that boy up like a damn present
Kickin' shit with them damn felons
Shooting up at your damn melon
Murder on my mind like I'm melly
Know I got the gas you can smell it
Smokin' this dope in a telly
You walked in the court and you tellin'
They see the shoes on me and they jealous
I know that they envy us
I know that they wanna be us