Fuck They what? They what? They what? People don't see my face Fuck, fuck Fuck, fuck I flip out with my burner, I'm trippin' Tired of buyin' weed, this shit gettin' expensive Take out your shooter, you better not try send one That ain't your blick in that Triller, that twin gun You ain't been with me, you don't know what my hands done Take down two and get one more, an and-one Get in the back, I might sit where the tire at I know what you thinkin', why the fuck you won't try that shit? I'm stealing my next zip, I'm not tryna' buy that shit You know how I am, why the fuck would you lie to me? I know that shit cap, I know you not proud of me Lil' twin eat the Perc' just like a vitamin What's in the trap? It's work in the kitchen I remember 'cause my twin had bought it Scary ass nigga, boy, you don't gotta walk with me Scammed my fine shit, she not tryna talk to me Niggas in my comments trippin', tryna' talk to me Drop another song, gotta' get 'em up off me Long live June everyday, he gon' walk with me Smoke a mid opp, where the fuck do my coughing be? Some shit come up missing, they pointing, they faulting me Choke that boy out, put my arm where his collar be Fast Gang trending, everybody tryna follow me Grab the assistant, where the fuck do the vault be? Put on my burners, twelve thought that they caught me Too many guns, my folks think I bought these Come to the trap where the trappers get off P's Lil' gang tryna' prove it, he know that his talk cheap Spray down a group, you better not try walk deep I got away, now I'm feeling exhausted Nigga wanna trap, go work in a office You could do what you do, I don't give a fuck As long as you don't get in my way, get some bucks