| Call me a monster don’t call me a human |
| You see me twice as I dissect your pupils |
| Stand for my pride it ain’t no day I’m losin' |
| You get some money, your life need improvement |
| Ride for my niggas, shit deeper than music |
| Stay true to you I’ma keep on saluting |
| Food on the pedal, your ride is rebooting |
| Bands in my mouth and you still smoking Lucy’s |
| Bitch I’ve been done it, you can’t get away |
| All of these niggas just be fuckin' lame |
| Want all my swag and they want all the fame |
| Fuck all that shit, it’s no way, they need change |
| That bitch you fucking she do know my name |
| Write in your raps if your still gonna clang |
| Watch how I bang, changing the game |
| Watch how they music still sound the same |
| I clean it up, I fuck it up |
| You ain’t 'bout nothing, we know where you from |
| Come through, might shake and attack |
| You need a feature you whack |
| I get that money then stand on that money |
| No, where you at? |
| I keep a gat in my sack, cause niggas get ignorant facts |
| You wanna match |
| Bitch I know you, and there’s nothing that you do till you tell that shit that |
| you had said and I proved |
| Up till I fall, fuck all of y’all |
| Bitch you ain’t with me, don’t need your calls |
| I need a Bentley, I need withdraws |
| I am the leaves that drop in the fall |
| Moshing like |
| My money no limit |
| My power no limit |
| You don’t want no business |
| You don’t need no interest |
| A thousand my britches |
| I’m flying past bridges |
| I’m smoking on incense |
| I watch all my instincts |
| Got bitch bitches like N-Sync |
| Pop off got your |
| You niggas can’t see me, you bastards can’t beat me |
| Look up in the sky and you see me, no 3-D |
| Bitch |