[Verse 1]
Shit ain’t been the same since I came through on that hot shit
They gon’ talk about you you ain’t got shit
Still gon’ talk about you when you got shit
All Eyez on Me, come on my “pop shit”
Yall rap n***as on some Pop shit
I be duckin’ paparazzi with a Pac bitch
Glock 30 in the cock pit
Sippin’ dirty conversatin’ with the pilot
N***a you ain’t see it
I been fuckin’ up arenas
I’m with [?] genius
We the muthafuckin’ meanest
[?]
You pussy n***as hating on me, picked the wrong time
Long [?] mink dragon
New Benz wagon
Blood drippin’ on me lookin like a n***a stabbin’
I be on the money, baking soda in the cabinet
Pyrex
Trynna whip a Rollie, makin’ magic
Laughin’
At you fuck n***as getting madder
If I feel threatened imma go and get a ladder
And climb up yo chеst n***a
Motherfuck your vest n***a