Intro Lyrics

Wockiana I just turned a clear sprite into a purple thunder

I can tell the shit he sayin' cap 'cuz all his words stutter

Burn all of my opps down to ash and then I burn some rubber

Lil brody just slid in the Scat pack it's turquoise color

Better keep that heat it's gettin' colder than January

You barely even famous locally I'm known planetary

Imma clean nigga cut the bitch off 'cuz she unsanitary

I'm finna drop a charger jailbreak same color cherry

Rap god I got the scripture In my notes app

I just made a ten piece yo baby daddy workin' door dash

You the type to keep on going to yo exes like it's a treasure map

Damn

But ain't no loot here

You dropped a half line in yo lemon lime yo sprite still clear

Finish in her mouth her lips lookin' like some milk smeared

I could still gap yo 2020 in a low gear

60k worth of methods in my google drive

I'm tryna eat good and get fat to like Buddha size

Talkin' through his teeth punched his ass he a toothless guy

I want a Big Mac, McFlurry, and nuggets you can lose the fries

840 horses this a Dodge Demon

Do you got that glizzy on you now?

This a Glock screening

What the fuck is second place?

You know we had to top seed it

Take it out her pussy then I served her mouth some hot semen

Get caught on camera and steal the tape Menace to Society

Only thing yo baby daddy fight is you and his Percocet sobriety

Start a war we knock off his whole block entirely

Before lil bro do a drill he pop a xan he got anxiety

Switch out the .223 for .556 they interchangeable

20k on me now but for you that's unattainable

Oh you got a gun too? That's relatable

Knocked him out cold in one punch he unstable

I'm tryna get a thousand horses hit it wit' a engine tune

This lil nine mil' still make his head go boom

Hit the pedal shittin' on you made the hemi poop

Half of y'all still Soundcloud rappers just tell the truth

I'm finna hit the global charts

I gotta cannon take dookies on you made the mortar fart

What the fuck is a pair of keys?

This car a push to start

How is you a wife for life but you can't even get me hard?

This a .38 special

Rob a nigga for his shoes, new watch, and gold necklace

Fuck a Glock 17 we got 44 steppers

Nah fuck all dat shit gang got 48 weapons

Ever since I been gettin' money I started investin'

He tried to run until we caught his ass

Ash Ketchum

He ain't get the point so we taught his ass another lesson

There's people nearby so I pistol whipped him wit' Barretta