Two-way, deuce, siete It's Mafia, what else? Let's get it Never been a tail tucker, so down on my luck, I used to sell uppers Smashing all them gram crackers, passing out my cell number Still wonder what it would've been if they ain't take Swally Been numb to the gunplay, we spray them real cutters My lil' brother got sent up for all that pill-running Whole gang done caught a frame, these ain't no fake bodies I can't lie, me and my Creatures rather prestigious Charms chunky noodle soup, don't do no press pieces Grade-A topside got the clucks lurking Streets turn me up, this the grandmaster deluxe version ARP zipped up in my Bathing Ape When you be staying dangerous, ain't gotta play it safe Road side assist, .45, Chuck Percy My .556 be banging like the 808 Thank God them bricks came, nickname my chop Adonis Slap out on you like Giannis with this baby Drac' Fuck your relationship goals, shit, I just can't relate Headshot him just for thinking he a brainiac "Should I rob him? Should I take him down? Should I kill him?" That's what be running through the mind of a maniac It ain't no more good time, they giving day-for-day My twilight reel, he wishing he can play it back Last thing they said they saw was a masked man And that striker smashing off on that dash cam Tap-dancing on the pavement with this four-fever Half man, half amazing, I'm a whole Creature I mix the pain with the drink, smoking on Keisha The whip the same but my kick game on FIFA A hundred shots, niggas lucky dawg can't shoot I trust in God, not the money, all praise due More like the way we handle business, come and handle that These niggas know them cancer sticks be causing stage-two 227, 50/50, Mafia what else? Bully Boy Medellín, that's all the same crew Had my sight set, what a sight for sore eyes 'Til I went sightseeing, now it's all in plain view Wrestling buddy, rap niggas so soft If you was one of the bodies that I caught, I wouldn't claim you Smoke on the floor, we know that ain't you 'Cause if you know then you know then I don't talk it if it ain't true Fuck your relationship goals, shit, I just can't relate Headshot him just for thinking he a brainiac "Should I rob him? Should I take him down? Should I kill him?" That's what be running through the mind of a maniac It ain't no more good time, they giving day-for-day My twilight reel, he wishing he can play it back Last thing they said they saw was a masked man And that striker smashing off on that dash cam