Drugs, $ex & Murder

Lyrics

[Intro] (I got so much Enrgy) Nyah DSM, drugs, sex, murder Durango, scats, Maybachs, you hip? [Verse] Dogshit Militia, but I'm flyin' Hellcat It's a dead body in the blunt, you don't smell that? Zeitlin' fentanyl, we don't sell crack They'll take the chair before I snitch, huh They'll take the chair before I snitch, point me where the cell at If they lock you up, you gon' hashtag tell that Before I ever fell off, I bet I fell back Boy, you know I miss the scams, I'll leave a Zelle's zapped You can't even buy 'em new clothes, free your kids Lil' cuddy yank boys, he known to repo whips I know that ain't a thirty-six, let me see your wrist I know that ain't what's her name, let me see your bitch Why the fuck you crop the pic'? Let me see your kicks Why you always takin' selfies? Let me see your fit I never seen it in your fist, let me see your blick Fuck the steerin' wheel, hop outside, let me see your whip Give the world a tour, shit, let us see your crib I don't think you ate in years, I can see your ribs Why you think you M.I.A.? I can see your grid She think that lace blendin' in, I can see your wig Bitch, you can't leave the crib in that, I can see your nips You say you lost on that road? Let me see your slip Go ahead and tag yo' jeweler, let me see your kit Tryna figure out Titi needs, let me see your fix Fuzz'll catch a hat like it's windy out Soon as I leave out of Enterprise, they tip me down Million on me, I just know that lil' Jimmy proud I might pull up shootin' on a bike, on some lil' Jimmy style He turned his back on the gang, shit, he Ricky now (Ricky!) Brrt, they got switchied down His main man's a goofy, dudie Mickey Mouse Lil' ho' boyfriend a rat, I guess she Minnie Mouse Nyeh, I'm out my shit I'm off the E, straight off, and it's only about sixty out Even Granny keep a gun and she seventy somethin' When you make a million, you unlock like seventy cousins Fake-ass family Don't even try to take a pic with me, fuzzin' You gotta know I keep a blick with me, fuzzin' It ain't coffee, wake up sippin' me somethin' If I walk in off, he might drop Richie or somethin' Yeah, he rap good, but he a Boston snitchy or somethin' If we talkin' EDDs, I caught fifty or somethin' Amiri jeans, another dollar, I'ma rip these or somethin' Huh, let my man switch, Melly That's a human brain, nah, that ain't spaghetti That's a brick of pure cocaina, not a yeti The pop so thick, you would think I dropped some jelly The TRX just like a tank, can't even park it, dawg I just know yo' legs strong, you've never got a car involved Hahaha Lame ass, bum ass, lil' dumbass boy I got fine shit all the way in Arkansas I got a million cash, but don't get started when it's cars involved Talkin' 'bout some Uggs half-off, I guess it's carts involved Bitch, couldn't buy a hug half-off, suck these balls Hah, hah, this lil' bob a Taki Keep that pussy in yo' drawers, that bitch Hot Tamale [Outro] $BDSM, two L's, then a dollar sign Long Live Chris, T-double-H-L, shit You hip, skip? You know the script Nyah, nyah, nyah