Scripted

We got the xannies and perky's prescription Pop me a tab melt the sun bitch, I'm trippin Slide to your block with the glocks like we hitmen I'm in the cut drink blood Bitch we sipping Catch a opp lacking We got that boy stripping They tried double back all they shots, fucking missing Don't come too close, pussy boy, keep your distance Come with a blickies, equip with equipment Toast with the roast my mac cooking your chicken Whipping and whipping, my wrist in the kitchen Sniffing and sniffing, the fiends got me dripping Hand on the pole, let it blow, it's been itching Don't hit my phone if it ain't about digits Keep my shit close, I don't play about my business Crossing me twice take your life, I'm not Christian Life on the line, on the west with my smithin Pop me a pie the whole night I feel lifted Disaster, a blessing, they told me I'm gifted Look in my eyes, tell me why my soul glisten Get to the loot, making money, my mission I've been the GOAT, it's been known if you listen I've been the GOAT, it's been known if you listen Loose top, brigade, no fumble Moose tracks, move fast, blunt Who got big game rotation Prove it up, get spun out Loose it up, let some out Full pad, move fast, funds Who got in game dictation Prove enough, get locked up Chew some up, get fucked up Taste nasty, but hit fat Blew some bands, yeah Freedom, know me for real We got We Got We got the xannies and perky's prescription Pop me a tab melt the sun bitch, I'm trippin Slide to your block with the glocks like we hitmen I'm in the cut drink blood Bitch we sipping Catch a opp lacking We got that boy stripping They tried double back all they shots, fucking missing Don't come too close, pussy boy, keep your distance Come with a blickies, equip with equipment Toast with the roast my mac cooking your chicken Whipping and whipping, my wrist in the kitchen Sniffing and sniffing, the fiends got me dripping Hand on the pole, let it blow its been itching Don't hit my phone if it ain't about digits Keep my shit close, I don't play about my business Crossing me twice take your life, I'm not Christian Life on the line, on the west with my smithin POP