[Verse 1: Chetta]
Uh, Chetta
808 Mafia
Take me to the head, I'm pharmaceutic
I think she might overdose on me, so I need two checks
I ain't tryna steal no flow so let me show you how I do this
My intentions so ruthless, let the smoke up we roofless
Gone

I been in it like pass go (yeh)
Worry bout me (yeh)
You should cuff your hoe
Blaming on greez
So we cut the coke
We like to serve em raw
No forgasi these dope (uh uh)
Hope no one chokes
When they catch the drip
I'm blowing wind
Do you catch my drift
Smoking extra kush
Do as my whip
Do as your bitch
She ducking off tryna do some shit (heh heh)
Gave her half a xan
Tell her do this dick
She leave with me
I don't care who she with (nah)
I keep low
My cup thick so I sip slow (yeah)
No days off
Hustle is all I know
Get them plays off
I'm the street's coach
They iron me hard (huh)
Despising my flow
No lying on me though
I know I'm official
Like flags to whistles and referee cloths (heh heh)
This just me I suppose
Like the reaper just rose
I'm taking they life
Checkmating their soul
Bar for bar
Their career get exposed
Fiends keep buying
They buying they buying they buying they buying (ooh)
You cannot rap
I wish you would quit
With all of that trying hoe
We got it on lock (yeah)
Scrim come with that flame (Scrim)
Shooting out lyrics
That would fuck up your brain
No hand on the trigger
So who could you blame
[Verse 2: Scrim]
Okay cool
Okay bool
I'll fuck her (woo woo)
But I won't save her
Hoe no danny glover (no no)
Ima smoke this blunt before I fuck the trigger
Time to hit a lick
So we go and mask up (hah)
Every time I shoot
I gotta have me like at least two pistols (ch ch)
Silencer on that bitch
So it just make the whistle (pew pew pew)
Laser on that bitch
So I don't ever miss you (what)
I shooting em (pow pow pow pow pow)
Now I gon hit you (ah)
Balling like I'm two four
Grippin on a thirty (woo)
Gotti ridding shotty
Riding real dirty (skrrt)
Don't make me go hurt (ha)
Don't make me go murk (woo)
My goons out here lurking (work)
That money we earning (work)
These bitches is smirkin
I'm looking like perfect (bling)
Go dumb like circus
I'm servin my purpose (skrraa)
Fuckin some Persians
Ballin like Sherman (reppin)
I'm all in my zone
Take it to the dome
Grippin on chrome (ch ch)
Freestyle on the zone (woo)
Benz on my chest
Throw up that ass (reppin)
Don't know how to rest (what)
They soft and digress (what)
Scrimmy on flex
I'm gripping that Tec (skrra)