G-wave baby
Gra-gra-gra
I-is that you JJ
Be keeping that, Jah bigger than what, but f- one butt
Bizzy, Muna monster, If I walk with the 30 clip
Inna face where I thought this is
That structure, bloodclot

Like, look
What's a demon to a goblin
I was trappin', I was robbin'
Every villain got a problem (facts)
Look, every hero got a Gotham
Every child need a father
Like, I was raised by the block
I was nine when my father got knocked
I was twelve when my brother got knocked

I was 13, when I left off that shot, eliminated
I had to get on that gritty sh- I ain't forgiving 'em (at all)
I took a plea for what? Get on your knees I don't wanna f-
Look, switching your team for what? I took an oath I ain't switching up
Look, serving these fiends for what?
So I can have J's when I step in the club (facts)
Look now I got foreign's I'm steppin' in Dior
Drugs in my system I'm drinking my Seymour's
My body different, I was the Grinch I ain't care 'bout no Christmas

Look, she wanna hit this
I done f- b- and f- with they friendships
Look, I'm finna slide with a big stick
No I'm Fivio but I got that big drip
This ain't no race don't trip b-
I took an L and then I got big lit
Uh, now I'm just tryna' get big rich
I ain't got time to beef over kid sh-
I took an opp off the hitlist

My n- sliding they think that they blitzing
Look, these n- lie in the booth
See me in person like who you gon' yell at
You ain't no shooter boy who you gon' tell that
If I get booked Marz know where the bell at
I was 'round pack but no I never sell that
Uh, did a flip with some coke
I told my 'migo to mail that
Like, look

I said y'all n- play too much
I keep it brief, up in these raps
No I ain't saying too much, these n- ain't do enough
Y'all n- spinning
But y'all ain't even spinning on n- that's ain't even tuff
Coulda been fiending to dump
Had that p- boy bleeding that time of the month

My shooters been on a hunt
When we slide they ain't like Rick they like Forrest Gump (facts)
I asked if you ready or not
If I see an opp
Don't think it's sweet 'cause you know it's baby bottle pop
When it comes to these bars I'm really elite
B- I'm the one who made it hot
Like, look

I was spinin' on any block
I'm off the 'trone I said I don't do Ciroc
From the east where they cook up
But I be in the stop where the real n- milly rock
And my shooter just hit me like good luck
You know it get spooky up at the top
'Cause that's when you see who hatin'

They ain't gon' love you when you leave the block
Like nah ma', always on go I don't care 'bout no stop signs
Top five
Uh, come to that drill and they know I'm top five
When dead guys, uh, say a different thing wanna get his head fried
Uh, you're a damn lie, you mention Brooklyn, you know I'm on top five

Like, uh we really spinnin' for real Uh
They makin' up drills where we really makin' movies for real
Like, uh
N- know don't cap
Made it cool to jack what jack
I'm E.B.K n- know all the facts like, top five

Uh, dead or alive they know I'm top five
You mention Brooklyn you know that I'm top five
On the dead guys like
He talking hot then he get his head fried you a damn lie
Like, come to that drill and they know I'm top five

These n- lie in the booth
See me in person like who you gon' yell at
You ain't no, shooter boy who you gon' tell that
If get booked Marz know where the bell at
I was 'round pack but no never sell that Uh
Did a flip with some coke I told my 'migo to mail that, like
Like, look