[Chorus]
I pull the cash in like a grappling hook
I’ma loot the bag, like Captain Hook
You know it ain’t no capping, look
Whenever you see me, I’m up to no good
I’m gon’ tell you a story, best to open a book, (okay)
I opened a box, had to look in it
My momma told me story, so the box had a book in it
We socking him up, put a foot in it


[Verse 1]
I’ma empty the clip out in public
Refill up the clip then up it
We got sticks in the house, better watch what you say, ‘cause it could get ugly, (uh, uh)
I just dropped the pack at the bank, just dropped all my sticks at the pawn shop
I never do close range, never close-up, I’ma blood up your lawn, (mmh)
If you up in my face, I’m gone, еxtended clip like a long brush
Whеnever she get done, I’ll already be at the car
There are many men, and gentlemen, that already saw
She saying she love me, that’s some strong love
I don’t need the windshield, just the wipers
Pull up with a shawty like Dora, tell Swiper “No swiping”
I spit fire, like a dragon, you better not step out my fire
Pull out the stick, then get to firing
If she want smoke, then she belongs to the streets
Give me more, I’ma keep the body to me
I came back from the shooting range, my bro got a .38 just for me
So you told me you like how I move
Wait ‘till I hop out with the stick
I go mad when
[Chorus]
I pull the cash in like a grappling hook
I’ma loot the bag, like Captain Hook
You know it ain’t no capping, look
Whenever you see me, I’m up to no good
I’m gon’ tell you a story, best to open a book, (okay)
I opened a box, had to look in it
My momma told me story, so the box had a book in it
We socking him up, put a foot in it

[Verse 2]
I twist my towel then whip it
If I land, I stick it, she can dance, but it could get sticky
I’m in the Bent’ truck with a stick on my lap
Call the shorty, told her “Sit on my lap”
Birkin bag, ain’t offending me yet
His throat clogged, we buss him in the neck
Call up the label, told ‘em give me my check
Pop a Perky with a ski mask on, quarter milli on the neck
Put a period after every sentence, but his demon time got stretched
Diamonds the glacier, get popped if you wanna pop with me
I take my shoes walk around, get a tour of the city
You a simp, I’ma call the Simpsons
Stir fry with a choppa, wrist twisting in the kitchen
Different stories, new body every day, call me Robot Chicken
You got some homies that’s gon’ pop, you better stop playing with me
[Chorus]
I pull the cash in like a grappling hook
I’ma loot the bag, like Captain Hook
You know it ain’t no capping, look
Whenever you see me, I’m up to no good
I’m gon’ tell you a story, best to open a book, (okay)
I opened a box, had to look in it
My momma told me story, so the box had a book in it
We socking him up, put a foot in it