[Intro Sample]
Your lives may be in danger
Why? (I dunno)
You've seen things that weren't to be seen
Care and discretion are now imperative
I saw something, I—
As I said, I can provide you with information
But only so long as it's in my best interest to do so
What is your interest?
The truth
There's a god in you

[Intro: Fukkit]
Smkie Smk, b—b—bitch
Beware, coward
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Damn right, ayy
Damn right, ayy (Fukkit)
Ayy, ayy, look
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Fukkit]
Yo, I'm rollin' up that good (Ayy)
Thinkin' 'bout pussy, wish these n***as would (Uh)
Hold down the kilo, I move on the d-low
Y'all n***as annoying and suck like mosquito, ayy
What you really 'bout? (Ayy)
Most of you n***as claim you from the South (Uh)
Y'all tryna rap dirty, your rap ain't that dirty
'Cause I know some n***as that's shootin' the .30s (Ayy)
Burner on my lap but I ain't even gotta touch it (Ayy)
Make your bitch wet, I ain't even gotta touch it (Ayy)
Waitin' for the moment to pull the static and grab it
I'm tuckin' the automatic and poof, n***a (Okay), like magic
Bustin' off a shot, round-for-round like it's boxing match (Ayy)
Boxing in the box, he tryna match-up with me after sex (Ayy)
Real blunt n***a, hold the wheel, young n***a
'Cause we tryna film, it already been real, my n***a (Ayy)
20 shots that leave you down (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
Always tryna get high, daddy not around (Ayy, ayy, ayy, look)
Sell the QP, try to flip a couple pounds
But I guarantee you n***as end up lookin' like a clown
Tryna buy some Mickey D's (Ayy)
Never thinkin' you could never die up in your sleep
A life for a life, that's a beef well-settled
You could never be me, bitch, I am what I see (Ayy)
It's been two days and I hardly even eat
I been thinkin' how the fuck I'm 'bouta live another week, ayy
[Interlude: Fukkit & SolomonDaGod]
Ayy, yeah (Yeah, look, ayy, look, ayy)
What, yeah, n***a (Ayy), yeah
Woah (What was that?), Fukkit (Ayy, n***a, ayy)
What (Ayy), ayy (Ayy), n***a (Ayy), ayy (God)

[Bridge: SolomonDaGod]
Ridin' in the whip, roll a Swisher, let me see what's up
And I got your bitch, bet she lean over and let me fuck
Bitch, I'm that n***a, better ask
Bitch, I'm that n***a, better ask

[Verse 2: SolomonDaGod]
Ride around, gettin' this money, it's pound-for-pound
Stuntin' like I move the work, I be coming for J-A-Y-Z
You watch the throne, I be aimin' for heads
The return of the clone, no return of the savior
Deranged killer let out, best off your behavior, eh
And I hit n***as with shurikens quickly
Lately, it's been fuck the fakers
And people who think I don't see them tryin' use me
You stupid, I [?] for you as I do groupies
If it ain't no ass, don't DM me
Unless you show boobies or pictures of [?], uh
I'm that n***a, still that n***a
Been that n***a, I'll pull that trigger
You fuck-ass n***as and bitches
I don't fuck with ya, fuck it