50 band play suit and tie my coat buttoned up
Catch an opp out in traffic ima make him toughen up
I been touchin dope all day my hands numbin up
He be poppin perckies then complain it fkd his stomach up
Mannnn like that shit dumb as hell
See me after you snitch you gon wish you was back in jail
Ask around town you know my name ring them bells
Vet with the crime scenes I don't leave no shells
Smooth criminal naw I don't leave a trace
If he talkin down he gettin hit in his face
Brodie poppin Percocets he tryna go to space
Brodie turnt up it's goin down anytime or place
Pop up out the cut tryna push his shit back and
I be on that typa time we could get it crackin
I done popped her eyes when she checked out the backend
Unreal amount can make it up off a crack den
All I do is win and ima keep winnin
Money, guns, drugs type shit get me grinnin
Slidin in a demon so you know that I be sinnin
Spin, spin, spin, spin and I'm keep on spinnin
Slide, slide, slide, slide up on a opp
Don't hit my line if you talkin like a cop
Stick on me -yup you guessed it ima pop
Come to the trap it's a one stop shop