[Verse 1 ?]
I fucked my bitch with a bitch, I know she fucking with me
And to the n***as hating on me, you ain't fucking with me
I had to cut the n***a work, I hit the [?] with [?]
[?] keep calling back to back, but she only spending 50's

[Verse 2 ?]
Let me talk my shit
N***as asking if I got some percs, like I don't keep a script
N***a tryna fistfight, like he don't see my hip
I'll kill the whole party, that's a lotta rips

[Verse 3: RMC Mike]
My n***a A in this bitch with the gas pack
I only sold 7 grams off the last batch
Made Unc re-rap the brick, he used Glad wrap
10 million streams in a month, we on a fast track
Don't interupt my grind, unless you down to die
I got a n***a that'll kill you for an ounce of [?]
I sware I knew that bitch name, because pronounced it right
I just poured 7 lines in an ounce of sprite

[Verse 4 ?]
I know I need help, but I ain't ask
N***as probably would've told the laws [?]
I'm busting down 20 grams of raw in the cabnit
You can't get a stane on my carpet, I'm Aladdin
Bitches love to roll in my sheets, 'cause they satten
N***as catch a [?] what I'm rapping
I can make it lock with a [?] magic
Fuck it, I'm a let the bullets rain [?]
I ain't rich yet, [?] baggie
Had her living out her best life when she had me
[Verse 5 ?]
[?] only up 'cause the addies
I ain't tell them crackerjacks shit when they had me
N***as hard as hell on the net, drop an addie
You try to pay me 10 for a perc, I start laughing
N***as know I want 20 a perc, why they asking?
I'm calling Uncle Sam, the way that I be taxing
I stacked the Bens, and I'm flexing with the Jacksons
I got any type of gun you need under my mattress
It's a drout on the work, so I'm taxing
Sniffing on that shit [?]

[Verse 6: RMC Mike]
I've been going store to store, tryna find these addies
High as hell on a plain, tryna find the pilot
Hit the road, o a turnaround, rewind [?]
I just smoked a zip of real runts, [?] pint from [?]
I don't fuck [?] I like [?]
And you can't buy shit from me, unless it's large amounts
Bro said he want that spice talk, bring the bars out
Pop a n***a, then go get some tacos off of [?]

[Verse 7 ? ]
Pop a n***a, put him in the air, like he a darkstar
Pop a couple shells in the air, and clear the crowd out
I'm a drive back to California, start a loud house
I don't really listen to the noise, [?] loud out