[Hook]
Can’t go a day without no splif, I should just say fuck it move to Jamaica
Ima real rasta, dope in my casa and a bad bitch too yeah im loving her flavors
I got some shooters they ready to kill
I got some slayers they ready for meal
So tell me lil oppa like what do you want
Right hand on the choppa, left hand on the wheel uh
I know you notice me
Soon as I walk in she peep all the glo yuh
Calling emergency
Cause I set fire she feeling my flow uh
I’m not the type to go flex on my ex, I just act like she never exist
And most of you n***a are fake-myth
My Pockets fat like Peter Grif yuh

[Verse]
Go and get the that bag we gone be some millions uh
I dont need nobody born alone I die alone yah
Still gonna fuck yo bitch she suck my dick & then u kiss her
Gotta keep a small circle, I’m cutting lames right out the picture
Mirror mirror on the wall
I’m that n***a who gone ball
Tell me what they want from me
All I gotta do is call
Have my shooters running deep
Got it from the mud, I ain’t bluffing since a kid I had it hard
He the capper of the city, Ima call em capital
No I ain't in the mix, they like where you find this
Bitch I gotta new wave big splash cannon ball
Hate on me, hate on me
These n***as hate on me
Don’t play with me
I didn’t come for nothing, better start paying me
Lay on me, uh lay on me
Gotta bad bitch laying on me
I had to leave
First thing right in the morning, now she chasing me