Ayy, bitches know that I'm P and I'm thuggin'
If he run up, I alt and delete, clean the Glock and repeat
It get hot, throw that b**h in a creek
Hit the spot, it's twelve-hundred a P
I went flawless my teeth, diamond, boy, this shit wet as a sink
That boy dumb then a b**h, if he reach, I'm the G.O.A.T
Let's be real, Stevie wonder could see that I'm havin' this shit and I'm flee
Labels call every week, I can't sign, I got cases to beat
Plus, I touch 80K every week
Ain't gon' lie, this shit sweet
Let it whip if he step on my feet
On my son, used to slide every week
Ever shot out a Jeep wit' no doors so them niggas could see who it was just to see if they street
On the 'net tryna act like you gangster
I got enough bread for the fee