[00:15.87][Intro][00:16.08]Rizzy got the heat[00:18.27]You're not making this easy, Kyle[00:19.41][Chorus][00:19.65]Heard they tried to take me as the nice guy, nice try[00:22.08]Double A twelve, pulled up, turned his block into Five Guys[00:24.57]I got hippie guns, gallery department tie dye[00:26.94]Real life spaceships, we ain't livin' sci-fi[00:29.46]I can tell she wanna **** doin' all that side-eyein'[00:31.59][Verse][00:31.80]You try and take a half a dollar from me, you gon' die tryin'[00:34.29]Off an oxy hittin' stains, bitch I feel like Billy Mays[00:36.81]Million dollar game, yeah I'm the king, I'm in my gilly phase[00:39.63]I'm the shit like Mr. Hanky[00:40.95]Shoot the .38 with both hands, the trigger janky[00:43.41]Hangin' out the window if it's issues, I ain't goin on a rant[00:46.35]Two grams short of half in the slabs, Za Morant[00:48.75]Scratchin' opps off the list, that shit like stompin' ants[00:51.27]Shit, I knew the brick was fake, shit ain't even got a stamp[00:53.76]Mountain Dew on lava lamp, if he high, ain't gotta camp[00:56.19]Number one contender, put me in the ring, go drop the champ[00:58.68]Lil' brodie manned up and volunteered to hit the ten[01:01.11]One hoe getting boring, tell that bitch to bring a friend[01:03.57]Serenede jeans stack, these are not no RTA's[01:06.00]**** a ARP, I pull up, clear the scene with RTK[01:08.37]This life shit up and down, kinda like a see-saw[01:10.95]Aston Martin with the horses, pull off in the yee-haw[01:13.41]Throw your album in the dumpster, that shit sounded weak sauce[01:15.90]Every cart of the day, I can't take no weeks off[01:18.39]Every day of the calendar[01:20.07]I'm pickin' up what you put down like I got scavenger[01:22.38]I ain't got no shame in my game, Frank Gallagher[01:24.78]Why they count me out? I shot the work, supreme chancellor[01:27.24]Hundred in the clip, twenty-five each, 'cause he ridin' around with three passengers[01:31.14]Shit, R.I.P. them[01:32.40]Put a band on his head like he Big Ben[01:34.83]Could've put a hundred on him, shooter owe me though[01:37.02]Him Duncan, face card hot, San Antonio[01:39.69]Jerome Bettis, what you gon' get that Rollie for?[01:42.03]Doggy barely steppin', what the **** you got, some polio?[01:44.58]Toronto shows sold out, we look like OVO[01:46.89]Loubie's they don't [?], cut it with the bullshit[01:49.74]I ain't even have to aim with this full clip[01:52.05]Drop a fifty on this shit like the new LUCKI[01:54.48]Cut the traction, this bitch spinnin' like a dune buggy[01:56.82]High as hell, my juice muddy[01:58.35]2017, the scam page was catching imbeciles[02:00.54]All the hate you doin', try to meet me at the pinnacle[02:02.79]The baddest kid in school, now I got more pape' than my principle[02:05.55](ShittyBoyz, DogShitMilitia, you know what the **** goin' on)[02:07.74][Chorus][02:07.95]Heard they tried to take me as the nice guy, nice try[02:10.38]Double A twelve, pulled up, turned his block into Five Guys[02:12.87]I got hippie guns, gallery department tie dye[02:15.24]Real life spaceships, we ain't livin' sci-fi[02:17.79]I can tell she wanna **** doin' all that side-eyein'