Fritz, how you do that? Yeah What's up my lil' nigga? Y'all niggas is dumb, nigga Why would I listen to y'all dumb raps, nigga Why would I, nigga? It's money time, money time, nigga Yeah, yeah, look
I been through the most (I been through the most) Why would I trip over internet posts? (Why would I?) Yeah, yeah (Look) Why would I stop when I'm in that Ghost? (Why would I? Skrr) Huh, why would I let niggas get too close? (Why would I? yeah, why would I?) Yeah, look, huh, why would I not let this shit blow? (Grrt, bow)
They movin' wocky, now I'm in my mode You can see the gun is on me through the clothes Way I got that demon in me, and it shows I don't give a fuck who a nigga know I don't give a fuck who a nigga with (Who a nigga with) Nigga, it's lit, you come in the spot at night, you hit You catchin' stomach shots off the rip I give my shooter a gift I give my daughter a kiss, yeah, yeah I ain't been to stores in a minute, nigga I just ordered a fit, yeah, yeah We still drill 'em for the sport of this shit We lost niggas, we ain't callin' it quits I ain't fightin', why you ballin' your fist? I'm just shootin' niggas all in they shit (Baow) You gotta pay attention to the patterns (Uh) None of these niggas is savage (Nah) None of these niggas pop out to my shows and I'm always postin' up the address (I do) Fivio Foreign is always outside and I never seen niggas in traffic (I don't) All niggas do is go live on the internet lyin' and chugglin' and [kick it?] (Baow) He said he gon' do me, but nah, it don't happen I be just sittin' there lookin' and laughin' I'm keepin the positive image 'cause niggas is goin' to jail for drillin' and rappin' (Yeah) If I was them, and they was me then I would've clapped 'em (I would've clapped 'em, pussy) But you be you, and I don't put scary niggas in no captions
I been through the most (I been through the most) Why would I trip over internet posts? (Why would I?) Yeah, yeah (Look) Why would I stop when I'm in that Ghost? (Why would I? Skrr) Huh, why would I let niggas get too close? (Why would I? yeah, why would I?) Yeah, look, huh, why would I not let this shit blow? (Grrt, bow)
Compositores: Carl Dorismond, Maxie Lee Iii Ryles (Fivio Foreign), Brandon Fritz Sully, Andrea Fragala ECAD: Obra #41003351