Paranoid riding ‘round with that choppa inside the whip bitch
N***a stop bluffin’, you ain’t gon rock out with that stick bitch
Malibu’s Most Wanted, I drop a hundred, this ain’t no picnic bitch
Tech Deck with the Tec, that means this choppa ‘bout to flip a bitch

(Hol hol hol hol hol hol
*Beat switch*
N***a stop playing ‘fore I muhfuckin’ )
Bitch!

I’m riding around with the Uzi
Put a body inside of my yard like Boosie
I don’t know how to act like the n***as on Tubi
Wanna spy on the kid, game over like Junie
Bitch titties out on the stage and I’m signing her booby
Bad bitch, she wanna go tonight
Bitch n***a don’t even shoot when he rolling dice
I’m trying to brace a n***a, he got an overbite
N***a this drac’ thing got a strobing light
N***a got hit with 60, not the rolling type
Migo plug push up on a motorbike
Bush on my head, I’m looking like Dolemitе
Bush on my head, ain’t talking the Twin Towers
I got a big ass drac’, my stick loudеr
Give me a 9, I’ll stretch to a brick house
Bitch you ain’t serving, you don’t even serve ounces
You can’t box us in, I’ma turn out
I’m Amy Winehouse with a wine glass
All of them war stories with your lying ass
Told her to come here with her fine ass, I’m trying to fuck a bitch to Brent Faiyaz
He died 2 years ago, you let time pass
Slide in all black, I turned down the contrast
Got the same stick as Selena Gomez
Bitch it’s a free car, we got no tags
Bitch I’m bilingual, my man George Lopez
Shot up his hood, my bitch wanna show ass
I shot the stick so much broke the pole mag
I got the stick on tuck on the moped
I got this bitch trying to fuck with her grown ass
Give me a 3 of the Tris and I’m on ass
Bitch named Karma she think she a [?]
Blood in the tub, twelve think it’s a bomb bath
I mean bath bomb
I’ma walk down with that shit and I act calm
These n***as don’t know shit I’ma drop bombs
Bitch n***a don’t wanna link like dot com
N***a I hang out the van like a soccer mom
Roll his body in a rug like it’s Ramadan
After we get in a shootout it’s quiet calm
You wanna be with Serve, you gotta serve a bomb
Bomb in the drac’ got a cast you can sign my arm
Run in this house you get offed, set alarm
Go in the elevator, I’m the new Solange
Too much money buy my bitch a new salon
Shoot up the studio, now the producer harmed
Bitch how you serving you ain’t never heard of me
Shot a n***a-(911, what’s your emergency?)
Blood dried up, that shit lookin' burgundy
Hang out the window no cup on, no courtesy
Give me a 30 to sniff and a Glock it’s a [?]
I robbed everybody bitch how you ain’t heard of me
N***as be Phineas, lookin like Ferb to me
Hercules, switching my [?]
Verbally you try to step to a n***a, make murder scenes
10 on his head, this her BBL surgery