I rock Gucci socks, I don't rock no fuckin' sandals
Imma fuckin' kill you, bitch ass, lightin' candles
Imma light the block up, you know I'm like I'm Julius Randle
Got a fine bitch, I love her how she ride the dick
Told lil buddy stop that fake talk, you need to stop that shit
I ain't fuckin' witcha, petty bitch, I'm tryna cop this shit
Light a blunt back, bitch, you know how I be tokin'
Ridin' with the pistol on me, bitch, you know it's loaded
I was down bad, they tried to grab me by my throat
And now I'm up now, I'm jumpin' out the god damn ropes
Had an OG told me how to fuckin' play the game
Say my name twice, I had to cock back and I hit his brain
I just grew up playin' Call of Duty
Yeah, I play these games
Brand new ARP up out the box, it eat his face off
Eat his face off
