[Verse]
She goes around, two, pop-pop, many down
Never seen me, no face on the 'Gram
Got more keys than a lost and found
All this cap, where the fuck is the gown?
Think you're it, damn right, you're a clown
Bitch at the mountain, psh-psh, silencer don't make a sound
My bitch on a bike and I call that shit “Bound”
I'm the real king of grime, been doin' this shit since the beginning of time
They watchin' my moves, Mr. Mime
I'm countin' these bands, put dick in her spine
Got paper like news, she sendin' me n***s
Message my number, you ain't in a truce
I'm so confused, she blow me like fuse
We trainin' caboose, my partner, he choose
And we all be valid
Glock, get tossed, no salad
Leave a n***a top chopped, singin' like a ballad
Percocet hit like a mallet
You getting money? I doubt it