[Intro]
Is that Chris?

[Verse]
Catch a opp, I put one in the air
I put this blunt in the air, bad bitch put her ass in the air
I'm not in a race, this ain't musical chairs
N***as act like females, n***a, go shop at Claire's
Supreme hat, think it's made from a bear
We gon' run your bitch, I treat her with care
Free my n***as that's not even here
You a bitch, n***a, you be living in fear
Every ho that I hit be top tier
Every ho that I hit in the top ten
Young n***a hopped in the streets like that was my only option
Young n***a, I never went to no college
Look kid, let me tell you how a n***a got popular
It's a fucking stadium, young n***a, I ain't doing no assignment
Pull up on your block, what's braccin?
N***as they be pocket watching
Damn, I count up old faces
Damn, I don't wanna see no old face
'Cause them n***as back then, man, they was so fake
All them n***as that she fucking with two-faced
Hiding, and I'm running from jakes
I go on an adventure time, I'm Jake
Baby throw neck in the Wraith
I'm in a trap house where it's safe
What the fuck I'ma do today?
Ho, just go ahead and buy a eight
Have you ever sipped a drink to the face?
I'm sipping this drink moving in a slow pace
Praying that all my n***as beat the case
My n***a be scamming and you in that Chase
Damn, this a new car, no tray
What credit? I say I get paid
A n***a still passing with bad grades
'Cause the trap where I be, that's not bad of a grade
Got me thinking 'bout murder, that first 48
I'm with all of my n***as when I'm in the A
And I get them Bans, I'on know Ray
See this Draco? I don't play
BTW-BTW been getting money by the way
Sorry for the wait, yeah, the delay
This Glock hold twenty-nine, it's a leap day
This Glock aiming now for the face
He dissed us, hallow tips, how he gon' repay
I'm getting money per se
Big chopper, n***a, yeah, mayday
She dance on the dick like she heard Reggae
Tryna get high, n***a, wear a rolling tray
Catch me a opp, put him on a rolling tray
If I wanna roll up, me and my bitch roll today
Slide on a opp, no rollerblade
I'm on FaceTime, but you can't see my face
I might hit the opp with a throwaway
N***as real sour like a parfait
Two bad bitches, that's a two-way
I got up on a fucking Tuesday
Big Draco, meet your doomsday
I'm finna make you have a sad balloon day
Money everywhere, I need the clean the room, man
Let's get to the top, n***a, yeah, someway
Doing the dash, n***a, fuck a CIA
Need a egg-beater, it ain't Easter Day