(KP Beatz)

This year, bought more guns than trainers, I can put that on my mumma

Yeah, the feds took my nigga again

But fingers crossed, he'll be back by the summer (summer)

Outside, won't be in for supper

I tell her, "Eat me," now she a sucker (sucker)

My outfit cost me a fours of Yola, coulda put that in my trap

Know feds want me in the can (uh-uh)

I do what I want, not can (uh-uh, uh-uh)

It's Friday night, I'm bored

What ting should I hit on the 'Gram and bang?

Can't come to the crib without givin' me (uh-uh)

Cover my nose when I'm whippin' the (uh-uh, uh-uh)

Demandin' flights abroad, but don't wanna hold this four (uh-uh)

Couple man used to shit on me hard

I'm humble, really, I should be stuck up

Run into them and it's awkward

Us and them, we got beef with each other

Hit her friend and I'm skeetin' another

I'm toxic, you don't want me as your lover

T said, he's tryna hit T

Well, I fuck on her too I got beef with her brother

Niggas think that they're drillers

Ask them how much names they got on their cutter

My Rambo got special powers

I hit opp block, and it's changin' it's colour

Just soaked up somethin' in-store

Midday and I'm tryna jook me another

Judge try throw the book at my nigga

I told him, "Don't judge a book by its cover"

The whole of my hood know that I'm thorough

If they're not with me, probably a fuck-up

Fuck it, hit it and give it to bro

Sharin' is carin', we care for each other

AP strap matchin' the coupe, but I need me a Watson Bubba

Don't ask why I'm wearin' a ski, snood

I'm the baitest yute in my borough

They're like, "Clav', do you live what you rap?" (Uh-uh)

5-0 in the North, it was me and the girl on a Beverly bike

With a .40 piece in my hand (uh-uh)

Everyone wanna come to my shows, where were they prior my come up?

Sellin' drugs for somebody else, only time that I been a runner

This year, bought more guns than trainers, I can put that on my mumma

Yeah, the feds took my nigga again

But fingers crossed he'll be back by the summer (summer)

Outside, won't be in for supper

I tell her, "Eat me," now she a sucker

My outfit cost me a fours of Yola, coulda put that in my trap

Know feds want me in the can (uh-uh)

I do what I want, not can (uh-uh, uh-uh)

It's Friday night, I'm bored

What ting should I hit on the 'Gram and bang?

Can't come to the crib without givin' me (uh-uh)

Cover my nose when I'm whippin' the (uh-uh, uh-uh)

Demandin' flights abroad, but don't wanna hold this four (uh-uh)

Last year, I bought more pumps than trainers (trainers)

'Cause I do them gunman favours (favours)

You can go ask the street

He was fast to speak, now he's fast asleep (shh)

Why she actin' hard to get? (Get)

'Cause she knows I'm hard to keep

Nah, you don't need any spa when the car got massagin' seats

To my niggas, rest in peace, spent a milly on wet VVs

My strap's been known to burn man like they got STDs (haha)

So, who wants the next disease?

Got a shed and it's only for tools

I was broke 'cause I broken the rules

You ever robbed man and then sold him his jewels? (Uh-uh)

You ain't livin' like that, I'm in a war like I live in Iraq

He finished a pack and I gave him a rack

We're fuckin' it up, then I gave him a slap (facts)

Neck's cold like it's full of fever

And boys ride when I pull a lever

She don't trust me, I wouldn't either

I hit any girl I want like a woman beater

No blanket, four walls in a cold cell

The hood was my lover (my lover)

He's hatin', but look like my brothers

So, I cannot judge any book by its cover (uh-uh)

I'm gettin' money, you heard what I said

Do I look like I stutter? (Stutter)

Gangster with money, I look like the gutter

She's meltin', I look like I'm butter (uh-uh)

This year, bought more guns than trainers, I can put that on my mumma

Yeah, the feds took my nigga again

But fingers crossed he'll be back by the summer (summer)

Outside, won't be in for supper (supper)

I tell her, "Eat me," now she a sucker (sucker)

My outfit cost me a fours of Yola, coulda put that in my trap

Know feds want me in the can (uh-uh)

I do what I want, not can (uh-uh, uh-uh)

It's Friday night, I'm bored

What ting should I hit on the 'Gram and bang?

Can't come to the crib without givin' me (uh-uh)

Cover my nose when I'm whippin' the (uh-uh, uh-uh)

Demandin' flights abroad, but don't wanna hold this four (uh-uh)

(KP Beatz)