It's the remix, nigga Whoa, Kenny! Kenny, you ready? All these racks in the ceiling got rappers back in they feelings Treat the game like Trump voters did the Capitol building (hahahaha) In a 600 Maybach, the only passenger in it Ain't got no cash for the dealer if don't no stashes come in it (huh) Denzel hit me, and I couldn't get back fast enough, nigga (what up) Talent attract talent, I'm just not rapping with niggas (uh-uh) The way I'm crafting this shit get way too tactical, nigga All my albums is classical just to challenge you niggas My shit been in crazy demand (I know), but play again I be plugging with 80 grand and have it 80 a gram I feel fast as Tyreek Hill chasing these bands Who else glacier'd they hand and be wearing Bape shit from France? I'm into lightskin bitches and blue dinero (okay) Bricks in a blue Camaro, I feel like a superhero Every year, they discuss me, who else they gon' name but me? And Gunn, we the ones who they call when they get rusty Griselda, nigga Get money from a show, then deposit it (ugh) Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (yeah) So braggadocious, spit sick shit, it's atrocious (nasty) Rising like the stocks, stockbroking The Shogun, came through with no gun One man, Ichiban, fresh out of Japan, do as I command And what I demand is some fucking peace and quiet I told 'em please go to church, and please get on a diet Shoebox came with the doowop One billion and two cops can't find 2Pac Two shots, that's two grazed in two days What goes up must come down on Tuesday And I don't like Pixar, mister, I am the master I came through like a- (wait a minute) bastard Nobody fathered my style People said I would fall off, but I been here for a while, so, nope! Are you ready for the motherfuckin' giant? The tyrant, the titan, the ogre, the lycan The vampire, taking over empires If the game was a tooth, I'm a fucking pair of pliers We gon' do 'em Vinny-style As you can see, this nigga got many styles (serious) Know too many niggas that got semi rounds (serious) And cold like (ice) Put thorns to your crowns, you go out like Christ, my nigga Get money from a show, then deposit it (ugh) Your shows got no hoes, I acknowledge it (yeah) So braggadocious, spit sick shit, it's atrocious (nasty) Rising like the stocks, stockbroking The Shogun, came through with no gun One man, Ichiban, fresh out of Japan, do as I command And what I demand is some fucking peace and quiet I told 'em please go to church, and please get on a diet You already know what time it is It's the motherfucking championship

I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' dope, boy (Dope, boy) The Butcher comin', nigga Should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' coke, boy (La musica de Harry Fraud) You know how this street shit go What y'all niggas expect from me? It was destiny I grinded accessibly, put rocks on the neck of me This coupe I got from Doupon, registry The standard of hammer, in my all rooms, I get a new Glock every week My old bitch think I'm too rich to send a Uber My new bitch wanna get pieces made for my jeweller Drive-by's with rugers, twenty racks for the shooter The FBI heard I can make cocaine like I'm Scooter The letter told my nigga in jail, told him he blessed He said, "You gotta hold us down, you the only one left", yeah Responsibility come with the opportunity Don't want no crooked preacher lyin' in my eulogy Hoes think they usin' me, I got her out the country eatin' beautifully Spent a couple hunnid on her charcuterie War endorsement, war with law enforcement 'Til my long full of Maybachs and small Porsches Let's go (Haan) I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' dope, boy (Dope, boy, Montana) I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' dope, boy (Haan) I should have signed to Coke Boy, but I was sellin' coke, boy (Coke, boy, Montana) I should have signed to Coke Boy, but I was sellin' coke, boy (Coke, boy) Coke Boys charged double in the drought Hack busted in her stomach, started foamin' out the mouth (Woo) On strays, broad day, think they like sweet And my youngin got the K like Skeet (Bah, bah, bah, bah) Before you try and surf, let the wave break (Break) Let the cake bake (Bake) Talkin' summers, I done had a whole decade straight (Haan) Her eyes dilated, we gon' miss dinner She don't eat, like her manager was Kris Jenner (Ah) Need a brick in a brown bag? Sign to me Never let nobody live in your mind for free (Ah) And when you get tested, you get your answers Block pitchin', jumpin' like Miles Bridges (Uh) Could have signed to Cash Money but I was gettin' cash money Nick, game floor seats, next to Van Gundhi (Ah) Coke Boy co-founder, head cracked like I was nose-divin' At the met gala with no stylist, haan (Ah) I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' dope, boy (Dope, boy, Montana) I should have signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' dope, boy (Haan) I should have signed to Coke Boy, but I was sellin' coke, boy (Coke, boy, Montana, haha) I should have signed to Coke Boy, but I was sellin' coke, boy (Coke, boy) Yeah, they hit niggas with the RICO (Uh-huh) The only drill he ever been on was from Home Depot (Haha) It's never your enemy, it's always your own people (Yeah) Pride was the reason he died, no ego (No ego) You know me, you know me, the don Jada (Yeah) I'm out there, morning shit for the Montega (Woo) Work touched down, I sold it, I ain't hold it (Uh-uh) Twelve hours, hand to hand, no COVID (Nope) We just rubbin' bands, the money, we don't fold it (Never) As far as the account of me goes, we control it (We control it) You have a lil' luck if you came up (Uh) Ask me, fentanyl is fuckin' the game up (Hmm) You get your chain jumped, just play the game proper (That's it) Playin' with your nose or is you a fane popper? (Fane popper) Knockin' off half in zips, just another day at the office Bags and bricks, what's up? (Haan) I could've signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' dope, boy (Dope boy, haan) I could've signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' dope, boy (Dope boy, haha) I could've signed to Coke Boys, but I was sellin' dope, boy (Dope boy, don't worry about it) I was sellin' it all, haha

Everywhere I go, I got a burner And that carry 30 hollow, she'll burn ya (Stephen Curry) If it's beef, then we gonna get you murdered (kill a nigga) If it's beef, then we lookin' for ya mother (where she at?) 3 K's in the back, with bullets in em (uh-huh) 3 K's, cause I don't like niggas (no I don't) Got my finger on the AK trigger (pow pow) 3 K's, cause I don't like niggas Groovin' through the city, high, and limousine tent Two 23's in the magazine clip If I catch ya on the block, then you gone get chipped Shoot the whole clip 'til the trigger go click Groovin' through the city, high, and limousine tent Two 23's in the magazine clip If I catch ya on the block, then you gone get chipped Shoot the whole clip 'til the trigger go click (What we do?) These niggas so fake, man, these niggas'll snitch Just like some hips, man, these niggas'll switch He look like a man, but he really a bitch RIP, Andrew, I'll never forget He died from the hands of a man in his clique That's why I don't trust 'em, I kill niggas quick Niggas'll send you on crash dummy licks And you gone get killed on that???? Supposed to be niggas, he fuckin' yo bitch He eating her pussy, you eating on chips And niggas you put on and helped and get rich Will set you up quick and take you down for them bricks I know plenty of stories like Rico and Mitch These niggas is janky, they on that fuck shit I'm janky myself, so I never trust shit Fuck all you niggas, my KK can spit Catch a nigga with a Smith & Wesson Shoot him while he least expect it No eye-witness, no confession, no police and no detectives Nigga gotta choppa', hit em' Grim reaper, then the reverend Momma crying, momma miss him Young Max God, I don't forgive him Nigga wanna plex like hold up Bullet hit his head, then he fold up I don't kid around, I'm a grown up Shoot a nigga down, then I po' up Double trigger, 40 Glocks, and AK's Double barrel shotty, will blow you away Catch a couple of bodies, throw 'em away These niggas act like roaches, spray 'em with Raid These niggas'll dap you and smile in your face But really they salty, cause these niggas hate They see that you trappin', you moving that weight These niggas is mad, they not getting enough play You think he yo mans, but he really a snake Public informant, he work for the state Video footage, recording on tape Surrounding your house and now kick in yo place Drugs in the cabinet, cash in the safe Weed in the trash bag and drank by the case Coke in the attic and gun on yo waist That boy ain't yo nigga, he work for the Jakes These rapper niggas talkin', but I really do this shit I been juggin', selling hoes, way before this rap, bitch Fucking bitches, selling drugs, on the dub hitting licks Moving pints, selling lean, finessin' niggas out they shit Nigga wanna plex like hold up Bullet hit his head, then he fold up I don't kid around, I'm a grown up Shoot a nigga down, then I po' up

How long, how long How long has it been since we talked? (Mm-mm) How long, how long How long has it been since we Forgot the world for an evening I'm not the only one Who's feeling what I'm feeling Both of us could use a little bit of healing Feels like I've fallen in the deep end So reach out your hand to mine 'Cause I just need a little solace In these crazy times Pull me up a little bit further 'Cause I can't get through it without ya Feels like I've fallen in the deep end So put your hand in mine (Yeah) (Yeah) Pull me up a little bit further 'Cause I can't get through it without ya Feels like I've fallen in the deep end So put your hand in mine Hello, hello Know it's been a while since I called (mm-mm) Right now, right now I can feel my mine's spinning Like the fan on the ceiling I'm not the only one Who's feeling what I'm feeling Both of us could use a little bit of healing Feels like I've fallen in the deep end So reach out your hand to mine 'Cause I just need a little solace In these crazy times Pull me up a little bit further 'Cause I can't get through it without ya Feels like I've fallen in the deep end So put your hand in mine (Yeah) (Yeah) Pull me up a little bit further 'Cause I can't get through it without ya Feels like I've fallen in the deep end So put your hand in mine