Ayo, ayo
This niggas can't fuck with me never, stupid

Yo I've been on a killing spree
God told me keep my foot on the gas kick the ass it's meant to be
They out here looking bad washed up fucked with injuries
I'm 92 Mike with the nine on the Olympic team
You niggas patiently playing the pond stuck ambient
I smoke everything MVP with plenty rings
Remember when shit was bleak I was popped with a penny
No plot worse for wear coppers trying to apprehend me
Now I can make 20 racks off an app in my Benzi
The boots Balenci', my bitch bougie, the blick a semi
I broke her heart now she resent me

It's plenty other fish in the sea, but they ain't me I'm a shark, hoe
Came up fast used to stash cocaine in my cargos
Now I make money off these lines like a barcode
I'm in a different mode pitching dope cutties come
I tell 'em pick and roll pass the dough like a give and go
Trying to get my palms on the wheel of fortune was flipping O's
Turn a small piece to a big portion like Fluky's Stokes
Still these fuck niggas don't want no smoke
'Fuck outta here!