I'm cruel and shit
When I'm ruling shit
Got a cooling kit
When I'm shooting shit
I'm hopping outside in a cooler fit
Just served two vicks like Luka bitch
I'm rushing them funds like Putin bitch
That's not real Wock you not fooling shit
I'm buying my bad bitch jewels and shit
Hi-Tech and Fanta I'm fusing shit
Zotti and codeine all in my system
Floating off drugs like a Pennywise victim
Opp tryna run, bet we gon get him
We don't do lil guns, firing off missiles
Narcotics I need that
I'm working all day I don't relax
If the pint not sealed then keep that uh
The blunt way too strong need a rematch uh
Sipping on dirty diana my nigga
Them hollow tips they got you dancing my nigga
Yea I got scripts and I'm punching them pots I'm feeling like I'm Tony Danza my nigga
Commanding my soldiers like I'm Dan Quinn
I'm leaving the field with a win
I put that Mac-11 to your chin and make you look like you playing violin
Ooo oh ooo oh
I'm on Pluto ooo oh
And now a nigga walking on Mars feeling like Bruno ooo oh
Foreign shawty want a photo
She said my weed look like a snow cone
Blunt make her float off the globe, oh
And my eyes red like Lobo
Tatted up lil shawty feel on my ink
I can't do shit til I pour up my drank
I'm sipping that lean til a nigga can't think
Therapist shit I get pints make em' shrink
The za too foul, the ref called a tech
Gotta serve every junkie I get no rest
Look at my shoes I got expensive steps
We pull up with more sticks than a bird's nest
Look at my blunt and look your blunt
It's too lopsided can't match that shit
Look at my gun and look at your gun
My nigga you better off dashing bitch
Hogging my za I'm not passing shit
Turn one into two like a magic trick
Itching to shoot I'm no pacifist
I'm Yoda with trapping I mastered it
I'm cruel and shit
When I'm ruling shit
Got a cooling kit
When I'm shooting shit
I'm hopping outside in a cooler fit
Just served two vicks like Luka bitch
I'm rushing them funds like Putin bitch
That's not real Wock you not fooling shit
I'm buying my bad bitch jewels and shit
Hi-Tech and Fanta I'm fusing shit
Zotti and codeine all in my system
Floating off drugs like a Pennywise victim
Opp tryna run, bet we gon get him
We don't do lil guns, firing off missiles
Narcotics I need that
I'm working all day I don't relax
If the pint not sealed then keep that uh
The blunt way too strong need a rematch uh