[Intro]
(Geraldo Liive on the track)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse]
So many fans and people that want me to drop, I do this shit for the trench
I got a whole lot of n***as that's fightin' the feds, so many racks get sent
That n***a know how his man got tapped in the head, but them n***as still ain't spinned
You n***as callin' it quit after somebody dead, so you n***as can't be men
I'm still trappin', I'm makin' ridiculous money, like now I could wake up and get me a twenty
I keep me a black, come take somethin' from me
It's check after check, I repeat it, a hundred
Try takin' my shit, turn his ass to a mummy
I ain't drink in a minute, it fucked up my tummy
Bro droppin' the switch and it sound like a Tommy
Go check my account, it got so many commas
They know I don't play with no bitch, I'ma switch her
I don't gotta stay with the men, but I'm with 'em
He know what he owe, he don't pay, I'ma split him
They never get back, n***a die, they forget him
Like, how you ain't go, bitch, wasn't you with him?
I turn on the scope, when I spin, I could pick up (Guapo)
It's a brand-new switch, I'ma pull it and whip him
Put a beam on the stick, throw it right in the river
Yeah, n***a, I'm rappin', but I got a name from killing
Soon as a opp get slain, they quittin'
I'ma pay off the trap, we ain't gettin' evicted
Not in the hood 'cause they say I'm the ticket
Never let up 'til they know I'm the biggest
Try to be there, but the bitch too vicious
Suck my dick and she say it's delicious
After she eat the shit up, she'll lick it
Them n***as rap, but they know who the sickest
Somebody diss and he got caught slippin'
You know we get over top with them bitches
I put an ounce in the pot in the kitchen
I'm out the way when the law keep blitzin'
Lookin' for me and you know I ain't missin'
I'm with the men and you know they ain't bitches (N***a)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, one n***a got in the way and he died that day
So many Dracs filled up in this one lil' car, bitch, we only slide this way
Thought it was safe, kept fuckin' that young-ass bop 'til his ass got hit in his face
I wanna know how the fuck did you run from the Glock if the bitch filled up with them traces?
Pull out the iron, I whip it and flatten his ass, I do a whole lot of straightenin'
Never was lyin', I told him I been had a bag, I been a whole lot of places
Send her a text 'cause she ain't pick up in a week, bitch, I don't do no breakin'
I'm out of town, you hit me and told me I'm weak, I don't even know why you fakin'
'Cause you see the bitches around and I don't get sleep, bitch, what the fuck, is you hatin'?
Know how to do what I do, but I don't be cheap, I treat a bitch and her baby
They know how I ball, bitch, Guapo McGrady
I knock somethin' off and I swapped the Mercedes
It's loss after loss, it's drivin' me crazy
I know what it costs in the life of a Tay, let's go
I went to jail, but I'm right back ready (Yeah, yeah)
Three lil' years and I'm right back heavy
Two black trucks, got shots in the Chevy
Broke-ass opp got clapped out of heli
I put the nut in her face, it's confetti
I got a gun on my waist in the deli
No, I ain't Pac, I'm the new Makaveli
Brand-new goose, bitch, this not a Pelle
I got a FN, shootin' out pellets
I got a whole lot of smoke, I inhale it
I know I'm not 'posed to tote, I'm a felon
Soon as he think I ain't got it, I wet him
Them n***as only come out by the weather
Them n***as only could walk if I let 'em
We heard a lot of the talk and we steppin'
One-handed glick, still score like Beckham
Money, huh, cash, yeah, she told me I'm livin' too fast
Yeah, switches, huh, flash, huh, this shit hittin' way too fast
Yeah, bitches, huh, trash, huh, my old bitch went in the past
Yeah, snakes, grass, huh, I started mowin' they ass
Yeah, I started blowin' they ass
Heard his right hand dead and he mournin' his man
Put the switch up, the trap goin' gram after gram
I done walked out the spot with like two hundred bands
I done told them that shit, but they thought I was playin'
I'ma get something killed 'fore I go on the 'Gram
Came up in this shit, wasn't none of this planned
Hit a block, we done hopped out another sedan
Still in the city sellin' the diddies
Shootin' them switches, makin' them dance
Know I'm the biggest, shit gettin' wicked
Cuttin' my bitches, fuckin' the fans
He got a bitch, give her his all
She get with me, fuckin' for bands
Got on probation, I couldn't spank him
Took me a Perky, got off the Xans
Slide in that catcher, this ain't a van
Three hundred racks, this my advance
You n***as bluffin', you see what I'm sayin'?
He with the bitch and we just made plans
I do this shit for the men in the cans
Pour up the liq' for the men in the sand
So many hits that you won't understand
So many n***as got hit with that fan
[Outro]
Bitch