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[Verse] Judging by my wrist, I couldn't tell you the time 'Cause to a bitch I'm Ned Flanders, Psycho Bob in disguise 'Cause if you bump into me, nigga, then you don't want your life And Jesus died for these shoes and still can't tell you a price Twitter thuggin', I ain't even finna mention these guys 'Cause if a nigga pull a toad, that's when niggas turn nice Big 40, I ain't even gotta mention it twice What we on, shit, we fuckin' niggas' bitches tonight Somethin' fishy goin' on, finna cut on the lights 'Cause we done gangbanged this bitch and her nigga outside Shit, I'm trippin', all he wanted was a picture this time All these niggas been fly but never entered the sky Tough nigga, he just want to drink liquor and die These shells fly, let's see if he can drink liquor and drive These niggas never seen a sale, think these niggas would cry Stinkmeaner, the bleed team, but don't gotta mention the crime 'Cause you should know the consequences if you flippin' a dime Not everything makes sense, but nigga listen in rhymes Niggas act tough, what, now he can't feel in his eye? Don't got to blow a ho nigga, Silly Billy, it's mine Maison Jeter, cold feet, for nigga these your people Lookin' at me crazy, never seen a cold demon? Sabatoge your career, I told you to stay still Niggas caught a heart attack when we said we neutered their kids Don't play with me, I know I be trippin' Whole brick in my hand, oh, you ain't know I be sippin'? Niggas said they fuckin' with me, must be high off crystal Bitch it's the 2Greedy family, yeah, the Stinc Team If I don't got it, I'ma go and make a chink bleed You know bop bop bleed 'em what the thieves say I'll take your shit and put it on eBay I know I got a problem, shit, that's what my peeps say Balmain PRP's, that's what my jeans say Nigga know it's levels and shit, we on the freeway But this bitch goin' over the dash, fuck what the speed say I always keep the bloodiest bottoms, that's what my feet say Please get at me, I ain't higher than nothin' The only time you see me running is when hidin' a gun I done poured so much juice I think my body went numb I gotta keep a blower, shit, around the grimiest ones Spillin' juice on the ground, I was told I'm mud walkin' Bambino just walked in, now the plug talkin' Bust down my Rollie, on the panoray went flossin' Just crashed the Masi, now we up in the the Jag-ski It say one-twenty but we 'bout to do the dash-ski It was named Mr. Big Bank Uchie, so don't ask me Bought a Moncler coat 'cause it get cold in the winter And some Maison Margielas to match the gold as I enter The heaven gates, the podium with the coldest of niggas Would make this nigga cry and strip the gold off this nigga Name bag, caught yourself tryna threaten a nigga If I slap this nigga, he'd probably try to wrestle a nigga Show this nigga Maison Jeter and step on a nigga, nigga Weird-ass niggas [Outro] Don't talk to me, nigga You know what I mean? We out here Weird-ass studio-thuggin' niggas I'm not with all that, nigga The F&N break the vest, weird-ass niggas, nigga We get it all off the streets, street money, nigga This ain't for fake, haha Nigga, the chinks know me, the Ruler