[Intro]
(Digging my own grave)

[Verse]
You can't lack if you my brother
Now I got opps, and you got some, bruh
Different Glocks, my bitches custom
Boy, yo' broke ass could never judge us
See them bands and she'll give buns up
Highlights on, n***a, he can get touched up
Fye light is on, n***a, he can get sent up
Walk out, "wanna press sumn'?" N***a tensed up
Young n***a walked in n'-, mm
Young n***a walked in droppin' them digits
Y'all n***as walked out, maxin' y'all limits
And I made these n***as, y'all n***as needa zip it
Damn, y'all n***as so unauthentic
Damn near finna go clone on this shit
I don't even tryna put out my business
N***as send shots right through my tinted's
Gon 'head and cop that slow ass Hemi'
Young n***as got flight book like Benny's
Shе want G-63 Mercedes
Look at yo' ho, shе don’t look like a lady
Look at yo' ho, she look like a man
I got some shit that blow like a fan
I love my blick, just taught 'em to scam
Turn off the website, don't understand
I ain't even know the cop was behind me, I was just chasing a van
Yeah, I had a few bricks wit' me, damn near cost a Lamb'
Half these kids'll wait for me, damn, they're broker than damn
Pussy look like some sandwich meat, that pussy lookin' like ham
Put dumb n***a brains on the floor, call that strawberry jam
Bad bitch just hopped off the phone, she jus' look like a ten, ayy
Walk down wearin' a bear
I need a bitch where the booty can't fit in a chair-uhh, ayy-yeah
But don't expect me to care
Girl don't expect no love, my love into runnin' it up
N***as like to hate through that screen, but, in person give you a hug
These n***as so damn soft, boy, these n***as some damn fuzz
I know these ho's don't love me, 'cause they just love my stuff
If I look at yo' ho, she cum
Won't look at yo' ho, she ugly
She call me “Your highness,”
I feel like the highest, yeah
Baby, you go through my pockets, I don’t care
Yeah, I'ma shoot just like Giannis (Grrr)
Ayy, I caught 'em off camera, put Benihana's on that boy, went to chop 'em
Cut that lil' n***a in half, yeah, now he a factor (Aye)
I cut 'em, now I'm out with them bands, I don't wanna talk bout nun else
I don't wanna hurt no one else, I don't wanna get to know no one else
I did some n***as so dirt' that I know I’m goin' to hell
In the door, it's my 1911
Young n***a I ain’t goin' to heaven
Had to teach this n***a a lesson
And nobody's gonna ask no question
Know somebody that do that damage
Only gotta give bruh like ten racks
My ho, she drippin' in Simons
Yeah-yeah, I'm rollin' off life Xanax
Pussy pink, get it clean, I'ma kiss it
Dead ass n***a in my wood, I can relax
N***a had to drop lil' ticket
Make a young n***a just zip it (Zip it)
Stuck in her throat like Popeyes biscuit
Tryna be tough, get popped, dont risk it
They keep missin' when they spin, they dizzy
Money counter, know they feel me, yeah
She wanna suck on this Jimmy, yeah
Most of these n***as wanna' envy, yeah
[Outro]
Most of these n***as wanna end me
Most of these n***as wanna end me, yeah
Envy, most of these n***as, they envy