Yeah, what you know about trappin' out them late nights?
What you know about stakin' out on wolves all night with the great whites?
I done been in deep inside this s*** where I couldn't think right
Bullets in my body, I don't feel nothin'
Bullets hit your partner while you leavin', still ain't kill nothin'
Laid up in the hospital, a couple d***s killed for me
D***s mention me, you really informin'
Curse you think I'm n***a, been out backless
Ain't tried to hit on none of them d***s back
Supply d***s, they ain't have it
Been ballin' the whole season, bought out for a quarter
Can't bite the hand that feeds you, my hands gave you no portion
Hard head, but my money long
Call me once he dead and nod your head, saw nobody gone
Duckin' fans, can't duck and slay that s***, your buddy home
Made a d***a, rent just off a fifth home
Can't compete, can't get out the streets, ain't touch a hundred long
Nuh-uh, I ain't never scared, my mama knew I'd be the demon
We can take it, I don't do no evil, no, my peoples ain't gon' make it first
They ain't killin' Teddy Bird, nah, I ain't never scared, nah, I ain't never scared
My mama knew I'd been the demon, we can take it, girl
I'm tryin' to make it hurt, I should sell some shirts
It's all my murder's merch, young and turd
Fifty-five and I throw seeds for John Curt
He kept it real, laid up and lied first
I told him find dirt, I found a church
Might not stay alive when that iron bursts
My eyes hurt, stalkin' these l***as from a fence
Guess I scared them n***as, blockin' me from the church
And they stories and pictures, and you know it's a issue
I ain't gettin' in a net with you, I'm tryin' to make it ten true
I can't sit and think about who this who, I'm a real street
These artists is artificial, and this up with whoever
Ain't no pick and choose to pick two
And I'm the bro on rap, my own body's on his pistol
And if I don't catch you, it's gon' fall back on you, not you
Fast, put that switchy on his, like he broke curfew
Crash brains all over the dash, them 762s
And I ain't never hate a emulator, let's do
I heard he had a buzz, caught him knockin'
I got his ass, I got his ass

I got his potential, you know how he be buzzin' a lil' bit
They be gettin' a lil' bit of attention, then he die
Feelin' a lot of that goin' on
Snake pick, I'ma get your face, bruh