Lord have mercy (You dit ndwgo iterally dead asf) Lord have mercy If a pussy want a problem I can help but solve it For Fuckboys I'm a headache But for bitches I'm a target Extra chrome, retarded Should've been aborted Dick out like I'm Calvin, because I piss on them regardless Two percs, I just started Four percs feeling conscious Five the nine, I'm for the gang, still ain't feeling nauseous Twenty percs I'm talking, the demons round' me walking Only got a hour before I'm right back to withdrawing Catch a opp while jogging, and send him on a skywalk Streets ain't for everyone, that's why they made the sidewalk I don't really like this beat, so I just let the ice talk Sipping on generic sprite, what you know the pint worth? That bitch with a tight, on my wood like Pine-Sol Riding on some Forgiato's and a fucking What the fuck's a night off, haters having type-offs Someone check these pussies and make sure they get they Midol Who they said they with? Uh-uh, bitch we never heard of you Think you got the percs, but it's that I'm serving you I in the foreign coupe, probably screaming fuck the blue They askin' what do we do, and I'm like, well what didn't we? Fuck all that civility, psycho shit is still in me Demons steady tempting me The trinity, anti-social tendencies I-I can't fuck with hoes that be fucking up my energy Let me repeat They ain't seeing me, I been stepping on them It's the G' in me, got me twisting fingers, repping on them Keep a TEC up on them, die for my respect at any moment Bet my life up on it, now I'm flexing on all of my opponents Bitch with daddy issues, call me papa 6-2, fell in love with choppas Grey-59 the mafia, they some deal Should of went to church, but I'm with the pill poppers It was always gonna be, suicide the back up plan Who the fuck you think, all these labels shadow-banned? Oh, wait what he mean Loose change at my feet, I take the stage no back up band