Rolling wit da damn fye
I got bands
I got bands in my damn eye hold on
Roll up I got bands
Got a big chop in my hand
Make these f*ck niggas yea go scram
I might rock out like a band
Spray the heat give that boy a tan
Spayed up that pole is gon sound like pans
Stick it and move it's gon hit like a ram
I don't think niggas understand when I carry that pole
I get trigger happy point that red dot at your nose
I might fly that red eye just to smoke another bow
I'm in MA go to Cali yea wit my pole
I been gettin bands Tember I know these niggas don't know
If he wanna hit, smoke a bong I get em lit
I might slice him up, stuff his afro wit a pick
Ima flash that Glock and he pose just like a pic
I might hit her up, get my nut then ima dip
Like I said bruh I'm not worried about these niggas
Tember I know on this bitch
I just seen that new Creed, and that shit was inspirational
Niggas want beef, I'm handing out these invitationals
Shiloh on the beat, man that shit is generational
Made 100k, he don't need no education tho
413 is garbage, and that shit is not debatable
Niggas fanned out, they want shit that's not attainable
Lose some hoes, gains some hoes, this pussy interchangeable
Popping out at tellys, I'll be honest, it's occasional
Niggas nowadays wanna be tough instead of rich
Gambling on sports, I been stacking all my chips
I told niggas hold they tongue so they don't become a lick
I told brodie pass the rock, I'm bout to rush that shit like Vick
He ain't see the vision, so I cropped him out the pic
A thousand different ways you could get paid, learned that from Critch
Ran it up so much, they think I'm dumb because I quit...