[ Featuring David Chamberlain, Sammy Stillz ]
This wok ain't no gin
Do not think that I'm playing
And this glock got a twin,
Shit look like Damon Wayans
Yeah, I hang off the rim
And I'm dunking on lames
And I came here to win,
What the f*ck is you saying?
I'm in love with the cash
So I wanna marry it
I'm swinging the hatchet
I do not wanna bury it
Yeah, they full of jokes
They really think they hilarious
Now they whip full of holes,
Best believe that i carry it
Bitch I shoot out the dodge,
This shit a chariot
And my nina a fox
She gon' sing like a clarinet
I mix wock like a science,
Shit so clean I won't vary it
Told these bitches kick rocks
So don't believe that I care and shit
Sorry I don't want you
Call your brother for the drama
You can meet my llama
I'm a motherf*cking doctor
DD Come and rob ya, we gon' check you then we stop you
On the block we DD boppin
Throwing L's you know we mobbin'
Why the f*ck you talking,
While we f*ckin stopping?
We be hitting stains like we coming out of Compton
Daniel got the flame
Ain't nobody gonna stop it
You know we mobbin'
You know we mobbin'
Thrifted up, i'm fitted like my daddy off that ship
Doesn't hating from an empty stomach make you niggas sick?
Keep on fighting over bones might change my name to Michael Vick
Disrespectful when I'm tipsy, selling pills like it was lit
I got CCs, hitting banks, we out here whopping' corporate licks
Goober niggas talking shit cuz I'm a Michael to their Prince
Scam your granny out her money, I'm that - Nigerian prince
Closing burners when we're done, ain't left no trace, it was a rinse
