What the fuck? What the fuck? (Frr) Uh, what the fuck? (Frr, thank you, Timmy boy) Promethazine, codeine, horse tranq, put on the doggy Oxycodone, 30 milligram, I'm geeked up out my body Bitch, I'm swaggin' and I'm surfin' Bro caught a B, but was it worth it? Got a L, I'm startin' to look back, got me hurtin', what the fuck? Diamonds VVS, watch the stones bling Big Balenci on my feet, I got it on You rockin' Chrome, I got a chrome heart, I do my own thing Time to find new drip in LAX, PJ, I'll hop out dragon Got that fire put to me, we gave fire back like I'm a 7 Ricky on my bucket, I called Big Opp 'cause I know he savage In Chiraq on 79th and Essex, my lo', you could have it BP V's sittin' at the trap crib, in the backseat with a ratchet Go, I'm on point, 40-ourty in that can, please let my nigga out the joint Nigga got in shootout, nigga ran with the burner, what's the point? Brought my killers just to slide, they need a johnny and a joint Go (I'm on point), go Ain't no red lights, when you dumpin' the shit, that metal burn Man, the four pound bullets fresh up out the Gen5 give a perm I just pulled up, my face can't fit the ski, pull up Big Worm We got bloodshed inside this shit, so I ain't have to learn, what the fuck? We ain't playin' defense, we on offense for the win We ain't gettin' spinned on, we gon' spin shit with our friends Henchmen, henchman, 5L, my shoes tied Nigga went on IG, straight gossiped, straight died None of the shit I rap 'bout made up, ain't no lie Yeah, it's Skrilla, yeah, it's me