The Beatbox Pussy boy changed on me and now he's looking like a scorpion No my doggies ain't playing with hand things, them man pull up with scorpions Pull up on nicks and so many whips, them man don't think that I've been torturing Got V's on my wrist, I'm deep in the shit, fans ask have I been smoking My niggas beat shots on the up block, them man are recording it Got hand things that look like they fresh out the box, my shawty's an ornament Got so many numbers and commas in my bank, they look like coordinates I'm dropping a price when everyone's got food, but I cannot fall for tricks He's a scorpion, my dog left the cage, I brought him in But my other one hates, I can't talk to him And it's making me sick just the thought of it, for real See my young boys all in a stolen car And it's facts and them man bout to go to war Them youths tried to slide like a photodog Got shot, think twice before you go to zone The trap was the love of my life Me and my pack used to cuddle at night My savage needs cake and I cut him a slice Cause when we go raving, he's stuck in the pack Hour in the back, covered in ice Only thing melting's the love of your life He mentioned my name a couple of times I can't wait to show him what my brothers are like Bullets flying, moms crying We're no smashing, it's a ricochet When it's time to slide You know that's just how my niggas play Fuck a nine to five We're outside, show me the quickest way Money is time And I can't waste mine Up in the prison, man Yo, she wanna chew I walked in with 60 and blew it No, this ain't no fake rap, I do it They hating on me cause they knew it Your lady with me and she choosin' You ain't with the team, then you're losin' Play with my G, then you snoozin' You guys say you're dripping, I'm oozin' Pussy boy changed on me And now he's looking like a scorpion No, my doggies ain't playing with hand things Them man pull up with scorpions Pull up on necks and so many whips Them man don't think that I've been torturing Got V's on my wrist, I'm deep in the shit Fans ask, have I been smoking? My niggas beat shots on the up block Them man are recording it Got hand things a lot that are fresh out the box My shotties are ornaments Got so many numbers and commas in my bank They look like coordinates I'm dropping a price when everyone's got food But I cannot fall for tricks Me and my brothers, we got it So, we only run from the law I got some money from rap now It's the fact that I seen that I'll be coming for more I flood in my wrist, I flood in my neck I flood in my fingers, I flood in my jaw My dog got three phones to work for the summer So we ain't coming on top They know Fred when I come and deal They know that I turn one into four They know that the coke's nothing but raw They know we see opps and leave blood on the floor She wanna chew it Walked in with 60 and blew it This ain't no fake rap, I do it They hating on me cause they knew it I run up a hundred, I run up 200 I run up a half ticket I'm talking about guns and drugs And landing myself in the chart with it Someone got slapped all in their hands And I heard that the dogs did it I let the food go cook in the trap Keep my eye on it just for the last minute Pussy don't ask me shit I left niggas way in the past with it 360 cameras on my car and shit I don't look out the window when I'm parking this Old heads still get a lodge with it Bain shot no one since prodigies I try to use my mind but my heart's in it If my bro needs he can ask for it Bullets flying, moms crying When I'm smashing it's a ricochet When it's time to slide You know that's just how my niggas play Fuck a nine to five We're outside, show me the quickest way Money is time and I can't waste mine Up in the prison lake Yo, she wanna chill I walked in with 60 and blew it No, this ain't no fake rap, I do it They hating on me cause they knew it Your lady with me and she choosin' You ain't with the team then you losin' Play with my G, leave snoozin' You guys see a drip and I'm oozin'