Call MAC100it, you heard me? (58 present the gang) Khaza (Deluxe) on the way, you heard me? Out my mind right now I don't wan' talk, bitch Hurt people, hurt people And I'm destroyed on the inside I'm droppin' the raw in the jar Watchin' it melt into oil Same water from the boil Bustin' a book of the soft Ink wrap on the package Get it in, get it off (Doo) Breadwinner, I'm a don Slum Lord in the slums Grab the towel, put the towel down Fingertip the Pyrex Hmm, I'ma lift it with my palm In the kitchen, I perform I'm receivin' an applause Trap girl lookin' on the stove cookin' She think it's cute when I wiggle my arms (Ayy) General stitched in the dick in my shorts Takin' my lick, I don't know how to talk (I talk) Nothing like them, I don't know what you saw Hmm, I don't hit it with the fork Excuse me, I'm lit, I'm collectin' my thoughts I'm pressure and please don't expect me to call Shawty bend over, she makin' it arch I'm deep in her stomach, I'm makin' it fart Supplyin' that lumber, she told me she love me I go get the money, I don't get involved Sluttie, she thuggin' with me and my dawgs She loyal, so she 'bout to get a new car Pop Smoke with it, real dope dealer Know that if I give a call, then it's war Bricks of the heroine, makin' 'em nod Deliverin' the issue, distributing far Soap and a book of Chyna, turn on the blender and hit with a zip of the tar Sixty-three grams with two in the quarter, Lord I don't hit it with the fork Ayy, Gates, I love you homie You know how to make [?] like mexicano When I hit your boy with the knife [?] and his brain can't take it, you know La Raza Let's get it Hmm, I'm a big speaker, I'm really retarded Say I'm a big eagle, I'm cleared for departure Switch on a bitch, get a binary trigger But you ain't know that 'cause you fakin' and flodgin' Pay for the order, they crossin' the border But shoutout to Florida, we posted in Georgia Went to Jamaica, we hangin' with gangsta But they thought that we went to play in the water Mixtape droppin', called, "I love my plug" He love that I'm datin' his daughter Columbian bricks in a secret compartment Cuban cigars and a shipment of tartar Movin' too fast, how you end up a target Went slow, beat the show, so I move like a tortoise Hellcat, vroom, I put it in throttle Fresh out the car, like nothin', I'm dodgin' Back up and rank, I'm a hell of a artist In San Diego and I'm in a charger Whoever wan' purchase a feature from me, it ain't free I'm a street nigga, I gotta charge you Whoever wan' beef with the king, to proceed you, immediately, you gon' leave in a coffin Khaza (Deluxe) on the way, tell the label they get in the way I'ma drop it tomorrow No longer get in my feelings I'm like Bryson Tiller, I'm sorry, I am not sorry Big booty bitch [?] She wiggle that ass like Ari Yeah, you ain't gotta extend it Give me somethin' else to punch on Wagwan, General