Lyrics
[Intro]
(AR)
[Verse]
Niggas mad they can't get on, bitch, I put work in for these diamonds
I look down to this new Cartier and I say, "Perfect timin'"
I know that her love ain't good for me, I call her Poison Ivy
It's Percocets in my promethazine, that's why I'm never drivin'
We pop out clean as ****, I take your bitch and nut all on her face, nigga
Pop out, cuh leave headshots, I leave that to my favorite hitters
Looked up, seen a red dot, heard he got his face popped like a pimple
Accurate with my pistol, I leave a hole in your facе like a dimple
Bettеr pick a side before you die like Malcolm in the middle
I ain't never been a victim, always the one behind the pistol
I'm first one to pull the trigger, Li Rye the type lil'-boy a killer
We turn your life to a thriller, bitch, how your spot get hit with a switch?
These niggas think they bulletproof, pussy nigga make me bullet you
We done showed niggas what fullies do, can't hide, these bitches comin' through
We catchin' you, we gunnin' you down, nigga
Stretch how you fall, nigga, leave bullets in your crown, nigga
Hold on, huh, South ain't got twenty-six, we ridin' 'round with fully sticks
You know I like nut in my bitch, why you think she on top of shit?
Five-seveN, that's why I'm on cocky shit, I'm short, but I'm still rockin' shit
I blew up like a rocket, bitch, whack him, knock him off the list
Rose gold, I just took a piss, fresh as ****, might take a pic
In the dark, my diamonds glist', she say I got the finest wrist
Rocket how these diamonds hit, mileage, but I know I'm lit
Hottie wan' eat on my dick, Scottie Pippen dunk on shit
Rod Wave wrote the wrist, ain't see no nigga colder this
He pussy, he ain't blow his blick, love to see blood, they say I'm sick
Bitch, I raise the murder rate, turnt up, these niggas love to hate
I'm young with so much on my plate, ****ed up my niggas turnin' fake
Guess they hate to know I'm great, paralyze with demons in my face
I see death up in my face, quick to blow, won't hesitate
Hope I don't overdose one day, spiritual, but I don't never pray
He play and he gon' meet his faith, rrt, R.I.P. to his face
Two R.I.P.s in my face, R.I.P. Red, R.I.P. Erin
Got love for all the bros, I know he think that I don't be carin'
Big heart, I give 'em what I can, they think that I don't be sharin'
Hitter ain't whack him in his yard 'cause with me hand up his pact
These niggas see Li Rye and thankin' me, ain't got shit else to do
They try to close the door, I don't give a ****, bitch know I'm comin' through
Got my respect with murder, I step on shit with my socks, say I'm shoe
They think I'm cray 'cause I don't give a ****, I'm quick to step on you
I been poppin' Percocets, how many I'm on? Right now it's two
I keep poppin' Percocets, before the night gon' be a few
Started off with just one body, now we above like a few
Yeah, this shit is faneto, we gorillas in the zoo
I get money in my sleep, I feel like a ****in' Jew
We been ****in' for a week, so I'ma call her my lil' boo
I don't stay too far from Utah, take a trip to see the view, ha, who?
Why? You? Die, who? Bah, woo
My brother claim he died too, ain't believe him 'til I see him drop blood
When you hit a nigga head, that blood red shot just like a flood
Niggas see that shit get real, try to cop five, nah, bud
The niggas really outside stand on business, who? Y'all was?
Done ran through more pounds than a plenty fitness, all big buds
I'm in Cali' with EBK Jaaybo, I'm with big Bloods
And my daddy, he a Loc, Neighborhood Crip, a big Cuz
(AR)
[Verse]
Niggas mad they can't get on, bitch, I put work in for these diamonds
I look down to this new Cartier and I say, "Perfect timin'"
I know that her love ain't good for me, I call her Poison Ivy
It's Percocets in my promethazine, that's why I'm never drivin'
We pop out clean as ****, I take your bitch and nut all on her face, nigga
Pop out, cuh leave headshots, I leave that to my favorite hitters
Looked up, seen a red dot, heard he got his face popped like a pimple
Accurate with my pistol, I leave a hole in your facе like a dimple
Bettеr pick a side before you die like Malcolm in the middle
I ain't never been a victim, always the one behind the pistol
I'm first one to pull the trigger, Li Rye the type lil'-boy a killer
We turn your life to a thriller, bitch, how your spot get hit with a switch?
These niggas think they bulletproof, pussy nigga make me bullet you
We done showed niggas what fullies do, can't hide, these bitches comin' through
We catchin' you, we gunnin' you down, nigga
Stretch how you fall, nigga, leave bullets in your crown, nigga
Hold on, huh, South ain't got twenty-six, we ridin' 'round with fully sticks
You know I like nut in my bitch, why you think she on top of shit?
Five-seveN, that's why I'm on cocky shit, I'm short, but I'm still rockin' shit
I blew up like a rocket, bitch, whack him, knock him off the list
Rose gold, I just took a piss, fresh as ****, might take a pic
In the dark, my diamonds glist', she say I got the finest wrist
Rocket how these diamonds hit, mileage, but I know I'm lit
Hottie wan' eat on my dick, Scottie Pippen dunk on shit
Rod Wave wrote the wrist, ain't see no nigga colder this
He pussy, he ain't blow his blick, love to see blood, they say I'm sick
Bitch, I raise the murder rate, turnt up, these niggas love to hate
I'm young with so much on my plate, ****ed up my niggas turnin' fake
Guess they hate to know I'm great, paralyze with demons in my face
I see death up in my face, quick to blow, won't hesitate
Hope I don't overdose one day, spiritual, but I don't never pray
He play and he gon' meet his faith, rrt, R.I.P. to his face
Two R.I.P.s in my face, R.I.P. Red, R.I.P. Erin
Got love for all the bros, I know he think that I don't be carin'
Big heart, I give 'em what I can, they think that I don't be sharin'
Hitter ain't whack him in his yard 'cause with me hand up his pact
These niggas see Li Rye and thankin' me, ain't got shit else to do
They try to close the door, I don't give a ****, bitch know I'm comin' through
Got my respect with murder, I step on shit with my socks, say I'm shoe
They think I'm cray 'cause I don't give a ****, I'm quick to step on you
I been poppin' Percocets, how many I'm on? Right now it's two
I keep poppin' Percocets, before the night gon' be a few
Started off with just one body, now we above like a few
Yeah, this shit is faneto, we gorillas in the zoo
I get money in my sleep, I feel like a ****in' Jew
We been ****in' for a week, so I'ma call her my lil' boo
I don't stay too far from Utah, take a trip to see the view, ha, who?
Why? You? Die, who? Bah, woo
My brother claim he died too, ain't believe him 'til I see him drop blood
When you hit a nigga head, that blood red shot just like a flood
Niggas see that shit get real, try to cop five, nah, bud
The niggas really outside stand on business, who? Y'all was?
Done ran through more pounds than a plenty fitness, all big buds
I'm in Cali' with EBK Jaaybo, I'm with big Bloods
And my daddy, he a Loc, Neighborhood Crip, a big Cuz