[Verse]
What's that in your wallet? Look, first of all, I don't even carry those
Grimy, shiesty, snipewood
Make her shoot a hole through a Cheerio
I see you on that workout playin' out, huh? 'Cause your fat ass lookin' like Terrio
I don't think these pussy n***as wanna hear me, though
I'm the only thing coming out the stereo
Drakeo, what’s that, a Draco?
Nah, I'm riding around with the Uzi today
Pull up on a show, that's an opp or not?
Shit, I don't know, all these n***as look like stains
Drakeo, you a loonie
You ain't know? Shit, I been lost my brains
See, Drakeo, he shootin' kids now
I be poured as fuck, I been lost my aim
No n***as ain't ever gon' tell me nothing
But them young dumb n***as from our gang
Got a white hoodie and a cape on, this my introduction to the Ku Klux Klan
First a n***a wasn't even on gang shit until a n***a started thinkin' they were Jackie Chan
Drakeo, what's a eye buster? Man, my young n***as just got whacked again
Drakeo, that's not a eye buster, that's my young n***a, just got whacked again
So I woken up to next rap shit
They want cheeks to start getting smacked again
Say cruisin' Gomez, sliding through
Guess I'm 'bout to start getting harassed again
"Drakeo, where we gon' get you, bro?" I just hang up and just laugh again
You ain't see me, I was just night thuggin'
Gon' get me, but I had the strap again
I remember that about ten homies
We ain't here to scuffle, brought the MACs in here
These rap n***as be on imagination
Why you bust the homie? 'Cause his watch was faking
Chopper make him go ugh
Shit, I kinda think the n***a had constipation
These n***as be on that gay shit
You know the deal with me
I put my wrist out, the diamonds started dancing
You know it's real with me
They like, "Drakeo, can I hold a band?"
Bitch, you wasn't even feeling me
I had to dead-end, I had to show out
Brought all my scales with me
[Chorus]
N***as know I ain't with all that sneak dissing
This shit thrill to me
I put my address in the last song
Folks talking 'bout killing me
N***as know I ain't with all that sneak dissing
This shit thrill to me
I put my address in the last song
Folks talking 'bout killing me, pussy

[Outro]
So cold I do 'em, man
Ugh
Stop sneak dissing, 2016