Intro)
N***a when I tell y’all n***as
This shit better then anything I’ve ever done before n***a
Better then Hell On Earth n***a
Better then Bones & Butteries n***a
You feel me like
This shit hit n***a watch
Listen to this
(Chorus)
I came for your thot
I came with the guap, I aim
I aim with the dot
I stay with the Glock, I aim
I aim for your heart
I aim for your heart
Someday they’ll rip me apart
Rip me apart
All you bitches always stabbing me
That’s why I only give em fucking half of me
I swear thesе bullets that gone hit you not as fast as me
I’m in Elysium you won’t see what’s aftеr me
(Verse)
I’m trying to see what you n***as made for
These n***as ain’t shit there bitch on my dick she blow me like claymore
Swimming in that thot like Namor
I been winning a lot I been paid more
Got a bitch with a face tat Aang whore
Got revolver the waist that bang whore
I went and got money I swear I’m in love with it
I just nut in that bitch then I’m done with it
I’m fucking it humping it she think that I love the bitch
Upping it clutching it n***a I love the grip
I’m make a song you can’t hop in
I’m fuck her long tell her bring a friend
N***as know I’m dark I don’t need friends
I got monsters like Ben
I swear you can’t live the life that I live
I’ve been a bad dad ain’t been focused on my kids
I been at the crib I been living big
Every fucking day I just made another hit
(Chorus)
I came for your thot
I came with the guap, I aim
I aim with the dot
I stay with the Glock, I aim
I aim for your heart
I aim for your heart
Someday they’ll rip me apart
Rip me apart
All you bitches always stabbing me
That’s why I only give em fucking half of me
I swear these bullets that gone hit you not as fast as me
I’m in Elysium you won’t see what’s after me
(Verse 2)
I’m not sad I been getting racks up
I yatted up my body with the dark arts
I am not a savior
My ex knows I hate her
My momma think that I’m a player
But I been focused on my paper
X-Man with the blue Beast on
Whip don’t need gas Elon
Cowboy gun shoot yeehaw
Off-White shades don’t see ya
In a all black whip n***a Bruce Wayne
Bitches faker then a mood ring
She don’t even know the crew name
It’s triple seven not Wu-Tang
(Chorus)
I came for your thot
I came with the guap, I aim
I aim with the dot
I stay with the Glock, I aim
I aim for your heart
I aim for your heart
Someday they’ll rip me apart
Rip me apart
All you bitches always stabbing me
That’s why I only give em fucking half of me
I swear these bullets that gone hit you not as fast as me
I’m in Elysium you won’t see what’s after me