[ Featuring Jenks ]
I think they listening now
Iʼm just saying
Please donʼt find your being another target
Think,
Do you got enough guys to protect ya nogginʼ
You think this shit a game well the game just getting started
Donʼt dig yaself a hole better watch how yo lips parting
(Bitch)
Picture me still being a starving artist
I knocked on that door years ago
Now itʼs revolving
But who getting the door this time
I hear ya knocking
All my runners official
We run the triple option
I make as many flips
As you niggas that flip the topic
Ainʼt gotta show love
But respect gone come regardless
I canʼt scoop down to yo subparness
They donʼt respect nothing
Til you get on yo Michael Myers
These niggas that want fame
Donʼt know that it doesnʼt matter
F*ck yo factory
Look Iʼm just the f*ckin factor
Could make movie bout dis shit
But Iʼm not no f*ckinʼ actor
Im none of that f*ckinʼ chatter
Yea!
Don't cause no problems
But we loaded up
Money on ya head
For all that cappin
The bills
Will get you folded up
Back against the wall
What you doin
Is you slowin up
It's goin down
Anybody can get it
And that's wassup
Hit the gas
Pedal to the metal
Then I hit the clutch
Shorty with me
Ran up like 50
In couple months
That's my nigga
We do our own thing
But like to f*ck for lunch
Get the money
Might go
Cop a monkey
Just to stunt
You want to run with the champs
But you been a chump
Niggas swear
They the man
But they just some aunts
I like my bitch with a tan
Some sand
A couple blunts
This that Zero dark 30
We movin real militant from now on
We in The Fifth wit it
With Love tho
