Ayo, ayo This niggas can't fuck with me never, stupid Yo I've been on a killing spree God told me keep my foot on the gas kick the ass it's meant to be They out here looking bad washed up fucked with injuries I'm 92 Mike with the nine on the Olympic team You niggas patiently playing the pond stuck ambient I smoke everything MVP with plenty rings Remember when shit was bleak I was popped with a penny No plot worse for wear coppers trying to apprehend me Now I can make 20 racks off an app in my Benzi The boots Balenci', my bitch bougie, the blick a semi I broke her heart now she resent me It's plenty other fish in the sea, but they ain't me I'm a shark, hoe Came up fast used to stash cocaine in my cargos Now I make money off these lines like a barcode I'm in a different mode pitching dope cutties come I tell 'em pick and roll pass the dough like a give and go Trying to get my palms on the wheel of fortune was flipping O's Turn a small piece to a big portion like Fluky's Stokes Still these fuck niggas don't want no smoke 'Fuck outta here!