Yeah, we ain't givin' out smoke, we givin' out embalmin' fluid Spend that s*** everyday, every night, back to back to back to back to back Y'all s*** can't even trout, nothin', post up, none key with a s*** Barbecue, nine, we spendin' back to back Two weeks, three weeks straight, on God, B4L Rockin' ice like I'm tryna make a knot, go down, 21, 21 When the police hit the life, I do not slow down, on God, on God, on God, straight up Brand new Draco ready to crash like when the stars go down, pew I'm rich for real, I can press a button and make the opps go down, nah, facts Maybach with the shade, brand new CTS, all red like the braids Y'all just start slidin', we was slidin' back in the day, 21 21 gangwood grain on the K, 21 Big slaughter, n***a, big dagger in my face, straight up Ski mask, f*** a camera, gun him down on tape, on God Breakin' news, Fox 5, we don't play, straight up I call my Hellcat OVO, cuz it keep a drape, facts Red dot, headshot, D.O.A., 21 Count me a ten in one minute, count a whole hundred in ten minutes, on God Need to call they hood Beyblade, cuz I be doin' spinnin', on God I owe me a couple establishments, I ain't worried about your business, 21 Y'all run around here gossipin', I'm tryna make me some more millions Ride with a stick in a hotbox, I ain't never put my phone in it We call your main, cuz all we do is join in it Money the only paperwork I put my bros in Somebody please unthaw my ears, cuz they frozen Rockin' ice like I'm tryna make a knot, go down, 21, 21 When the police hit the life, I do not slow down, on God, on God, on God On God, straight up Brand new Draco ready to crash like when the stars go down, pew I'm rich for real, I can press a button and make the opps go down, nah, facts Chargin' with theft by takin', cuz it's drip, stolen Trash fight in the neighborhood, it's 60 rollin' Had to do CPR, I got your **** chokin' Sellin' **** So many choppers in the spot, we leave the door open Put the water in the pot, then you stick the fork in Put some hoes in your shirt, now it's red soakin' I ain't runnin' from no smoke, Pierce, send me callin' You wanna hoesome, I got plenty shells I don't even want no smoke, don't tell the tale I don't even play with people, kids, go play battlefield I'm from the east, home of the murders, you **** will die here They like the box, we like the pop, both of us body build You can get hit with one of them guns from my ad-lib You gon' **** around and get chopped, lil' Karate Kid I ain't seen him in a minute, but ask if God did Cycler Ron sweater, robbed Balenciaga when I rocked the Beretta Shot out Robert Crowe, fell in love with the cheddar Be the rapper, Belf, Jam, Vendetta When it come to ****, we got plenty Eatin' Rue, Chris, I done burnt out on the Benny And I eat, sleep with the semi Screamin' ****, friends, family first, rockin' Fendi