(Fuck all that flashy shit n***as is hungry yall n***as know what time it is its COME UP SEASON)
(dead presidents… to represent me)

[Verse 1: Ranshaw]
Check.. Im the king up in this muthafucking castle spit like tobacco head shot for any opp trynna stop my cash flow call gunna hit em with the mack though pap* pap* make em lean back like he fat joe
I might take a loss but you know im coming back though
A bitch behind my back but when you see me give me daps though
I hate you fake ass n***a you make me sick
A real n***a like me will come and take yo bitch
Nowadays you can't find a goon who ain't gone switch nowadays you can't find a goon who ain't gone snitch
I split a chocolate dutch i poor a goddis inside i roll a chocolate dutch okay its time to ride
Im just tryna get high im just tryna get bye
I swear to god im so up i just moved in with the sky
You n***a sweet like pie potato at that
Bro we gotta silence the crime potato on gat
Turn his polo to a salad tomato at that
You n***as want that raw shit K.. im bringing it back
See i be on some street shit 07 nappy braid blood hound meek shit
Bottom line i be on some G shit
Bunch of bumb ass n***as yall be on some flea shit
I hear it in yall songs now yall be on some me shit
Gotta stay away from guys who on hoe shit dont hate that one n***a that swear he know shit?
Dont you hate that one n***a who swear you owe shit
First thing you say when you think of me is OH SHIT !
Success in my circle try to break it i hurt you beat the shit outta like ya mom when you breaking ya curfew
You can ask ya bitch about me i put in work
Im a porn star sober baby i dont need a perk
N***as been talking shit since 2012 with no paper
My baldy get more pussy then you dirty ass haters
If its on we handle it now fuck later im so hot they put me in the same lane as jada

(you hear me turning the page? its the book shit you know its real right now )



[Verse 2: Ranshaw ]
Uh uh fuck is you saying forreal sucka you playing i pop bitches like bacon i give her D no jamaican
They call me the horny satan i got no time for vacation i’m paying bitches like stations i never gave up the statement don’t worry bout what im making im going hard in the basement
You haters beat that im baking this history in the making (dayummm)
In my life time i grew up with reasonable doubts ran this ran that what’s the speaking about? (what yall talking about?)
GME the dynasty thats who what tweeting about
And that hard knock life is what im preaching about i gave young n***as the blue print to cut their head im also motivation to get this bread
Your not an american gangsta you will be dead
And when i have my first debut the album will be black
And i heard ya lil mix tape and obvious its wack
You sound like a cold stone killa and pussy you ain't that
The game is fucked up all the lame n***as got lucked up
If i dont make it in rap, tough luck
Watch ya back outside you will get stuck up
If you hotter than me ? young fuck put a buck up
BLAH !



(dead .. presidents to represent me) (dead…. Presidents to represent me) (dead presidents...to represent me)
(im out for presidents to represent me ) HIP HOP!