Adrinilin

Feel like pop smoke in these Dior's, See a million cash I'm like one day this can be yours

Murder for hire when it rains it pours From the trenches to the stars they know we them Boys the plug

Put me on and I shot right past niggas My bag bigger baby I ain't shit like your last nigga

My car European with the paper tag on it Bought the bitch a Audemar so she can brag On it

In my yellow bone, I flood her with VV's My belt got to match the shoes they both Louis V'

I'm a big fish in the city they like who is he? Fifteen Hundred just on dinner bitch we had A feast

When they shot at my lil' brother they woke up a beast exotic gas stupid high, but it's the Quality

And it's still fuck all you fuck niggas that doubted me three hundred and fifty-seven slug Nose tore up his arteries

Once the blood shed, ain't exceptin' no apologies took the drug money, invested in Property

Blood sweat, and tears, god my witness, I come from the bottom Told my family, don't Worry, it's okay, I got em