Yeah, nigga, hold on, yeah Oh my, my, my, I'ma make a killa, bitch, hold
On, look, ayy Oh my, my, my, I'ma make a killa, I swear to
God, ayy, I just got that feelin' Turn me up, I swear to God, I just need a
Million Pop up my niggas, they laced, had to fill
It A couple bad bitches, couple billies, nigga
You see me shinin', you can see it in me So you know I ain't lyin', mm-mm, mm-mm
I'm frontin' for the gram like other niggas I be the king, come over here and stand right
With me I hope these niggas ain't got no problem
Cause then they finish Sippin' on this act, I ain't got no business
Hit him with no mask, can't leave no witness Body description, you ain't even got no image
F*ckin' with me, and you know that white privilege
We better stay up outta mind and mind your business
Before you lose your mind and be the next to miss it
I be boostin' up the crime, I hear him dissin
When it's time to hit that line, I do the dissin
I can shoot some down that line, they hear no missin
You ain't gon' hear no sirens in the distance
Oh my, my, my, I'ma make a killa, mm-mm, I swear to God, I just got that feelin
Turn me up, I swear to God, I just need a million
Pop up my nigga's head, let's head to Philly
A couple bad bitches, couple bitches
You see I'm shinin', you can see it in me
So you know I ain't lyin
I don't frontin' for them gram like other niggas