Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side

Riding, hanging out the window, screaming, "Who wanna die?"

Savage lil addict with 100 bad habitsSay, "I need prayer," all I need is my ratchet

Pull up, swang with the blade

Then I pray over dead prey

Banging grey till my grave

Milli rock, sa passé

What that mean? I don′t know, took about four Xans today

Sipping lean, dying slow, drugs make me feel okay

Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you

Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you

Kill ′em all, kill 'em all

Gleesh walk on a sack

Burn a half a mil in cash

Fuck that paper, turn it ash

Walk away and start to laugh, "Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha"

No more, I got cash, cash, cash, and cars and broads

Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R

Scarecrow walking in the fog

Life got worse than it was before, ho

Prolly cop a scrip of roxys (Wait we got)

Prolly cop a (Fuck, are we doin this bullshit)

Prolly cop a, prolly prolly

Prolly cop a scrip of roxys oddy kinda sloppy

Got me dodging all these bodies

Body bag em in the lobby droppin' adderall in alcohol

And then I pop a fucking oxy

I′m a zombie, I′m a motherfucker dead man walking

Speak on oddy name

It's jus another dead man talkin′

Got these dead man stalkin'

Copy silhouette, chalky

Typing out your problems

Just another red handed hawking

Cherry flavored dick

Ruby got these chicken heads squawking

Do it how I does it

Yeah, fuck the way they say, they taught me

Please, just fucking off me

Plague is pleading for diseases so y′all yet the fuck off me

Only saying cheese when I ask how much they brought me

Fuck a frame freeze, command delete

On this fuckin' paparazzi offspring