ðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Bullets knocking niggas down, is this it what he thinkin'ðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Skoppin' me more demos than a lunatic, my peakingðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Snobby, watch me, a weapon every battleðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Walkin' over dead bodies, layin' in the backðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Bullets knocking niggas down, is this it what he thinkin'ðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Skoppin' me more demos than a lunatic, my peakingðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Snobby, watch me, a weapon every battleðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Walkin' over dead bodies, layin' in the backðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ My money always got pulled from all the drugs caught in my palmðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Slide them down my throat and swallow it, I watered it by dawnðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ I told y'all all these dark rooms and empty aisles ain't nothing funðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Drugs ain't for turnin' up, I take em now I'm turnin' upðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Audio tryna make me cum, but I'm too fucked upðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ She left so now I'm rollin' on down like that Waka songðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Fuckin' rap gang, gang is goneðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Bodies pile up on the lawn, checkmate and now they fuckin' palmðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ The devil got my picture drawn, the devil got my picture drawnðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Bullets knockin' niggas down, is this it what he thinkin'ðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Skoppin' me more demos than a lunatic, my peakingðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Snobby, watch me, a weapon every battleðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Walkin' over dead bodies, layin' in the backðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Weaponary master, scarecrow in the pastðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Burn the church and flip the cross, then blast the fuckin' pastðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Bitch, I'll be the best, stop these other rappers scattin'ðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Jump a motherfucker, I ain't tryna have no fat oneðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Workin' at the bottom, cause my problems keep on addin' upðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Got a couple stalkers out, cause the scarecrow fucked them onceðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Creepin' with Ruby, he turnin' that UziðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Cause motherfuckers keep on tryna get buckedðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ One shot to the head, told Uzi he deadðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Leavin' the ride, never covered him upðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Bloodless, knockin' niggas down, this is nigga what he say, yeahðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Skoppin' me more demos than a lunatic, my peakingðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Snobby, watch me, a weapon every battleðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Walkin' over dead bodies, layin' in the backðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Little bitch, don't trip, from the shipðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Flip the zip, make some chip, really quickðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ That's money, yeah, I love itðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ And the fakers stay thuggin'ðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Smokin' out in publicðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Dope boys in my circle, we all got drugs, manðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Blue dolphins, make the girls give me hugs, manðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Don't worry bout where I'm at, bitch, I'm not your husbandðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ A-A, then my blunt, and that drink got me buzzin'ðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ That pussy nigga think that he want problems, but he doesn'tðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Snobby, watch me, a weapon every battleðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Walkin' over dead bodies, layin' in the backðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Prescription drugs, misuse of noneðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ He dustin' your hoes, abusing themðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Poppin' Perks and sippin' lean, graffiti demons, it's not meðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Dirty, shoddy GlocksðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ When Pops just say he violent, wear your knivesðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Made a fortune, whippin' pots, re-up on Carroll City, cuzðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Canada, Canada, run it up, fuck it upðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Media thuggin', they thuggin', gon' knock you offðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Lick on my dick, then I go and I dump herðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ I love to be never the same, with the buckle upðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ All y'all sayin' y'all the shitðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Your numbers ain't lookin' too litðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Fuck you up, gon' stop you at itðŸŽμ ðŸŽμ Ten thousand dollar outfitsðŸŽμ