My town, fuck you up Don’t come this way, might be shit outta luck You see switches and Drakes when we hop out the cut (hop out the cut) I'm with all of the smack, crack his head like a nut I'm with all of the smack 'cause I don’t like where I'm at, 'cause I'm really a bastard (really a bastard) I make a play, disappear like I'm Casper I told 'em don’t try me like I am a rapper He talking 'bout throwing his fists, but don’t even know that the car full of blicks I’ve been playing with sticks since like 16 Don’t even care when they shoot 'cause I know they gon' miss We be killing the ops, get 'em dropped for that diss You be loving that thot, but she gobbling dick I be dropping the top when I ride through the six Got a whole lotta fashion, which option to pick? Whole lotta racks, I’ve been thumbin' and thumbin' and thumbin' it If I catch you lacking, believe that I'm bumpin' it I'm sippin' on Wocky and walkin' the mummy dis She turn me up, life could feel like a junkie Hoe, is you laced? Must think I'm dumb, you can’t play with my face Would’ve got smoked, lucky I got a case My bitch get to spraying that shit like some Ace I just get to poppin' 'em pills for the taste Call lil twin, he said: "What you tryna do?" Shit, I'm tryna go back to the block But I know I'm making this money I rap 200, 300, 400 a pop I told her keep going, she better not stop I know that I'm blowing, I just got the drop Pull up in that foreign, just got off the lot Lil bro got somethin' for 'em, your head is a dot My town, fuck you up Don’t come this way, might be shit outta luck (shit outta luck) You see switches and Drakes when we hop out the cut I'm with all of the smack, crack his head like a nut I'm with all of the smack 'cause I don’t like where I'm at, 'cause I'm really a bastard I make a play, disappear like I'm Casper I told 'em don’t try me like I am a rapper He talking 'bout throwing his fists, but don’t even know that the car full of blicks I’ve been playing with sticks since like 16 Don’t even care when they shoot 'cause I know they gon' miss We be killing the ops, get 'em dropped for that diss You be loving that thot, but she gobbling dick I be dropping the top when I ride through the six Got a whole lotta fashion, which option to pick? (Which option to pick?) Whole lotta racks, I’ve been thumbin' and thumbin' and thumbin' it If I catch you lacking, believe that I'm bumpin' it I'm sippin' on Wocky and walkin' the mummy dis She turn me up, life could feel like a junkie Hoe, is you laced? Must think I'm dumb, you can’t play with my face Would’ve got smoked, lucky I got a case My bitch get to spraying that shit like some Ace I just get to poppin' 'em pills for the taste I just get to poppin' 'em pills for the taste Hold on, for the taste Hoe, is you laced? Mmm, mmm, you can't play with my face Alat, come on