You can sing one verse and go to lunch What else? Then you come back, do another one You know this shit triple Mafia See, I was afraid, 'cause I can do this shit so good That it will be a hit Then I'll have to sing it Thunder in my blill burning, got a nigga wheels turning I caught lightning in a bottle like a nigga windsurfing Blow strong as a hairdryer, hold one in the spare tire First one in the drug zone to cook up on a air fryer Countin' all these rackies to the neck, can't get a dollar out me Auntie calling back like, "Damn, nephew, must forgot about me" Come outside, spent a sixty with me, O up one-oh-five Limit five-hundred, checks come out, she always clear her debt Black Sicilian, stacked a half-a-million off them Chia Pets Real smooth and mellow, love my bitch, ghetto as Mia X Stitched and knitted with the 'Chemist, tailor-made, tailor-fitted Meal-prepping, spinned the work up, made it do a pirouette Gamble with my life, OT commute, I never lost a bet Caught unc' at the store coppin' a rose and a Milwaukee's Best He ain't like that last batch, that old shit is what drawed him in Told him that this new shit that I got, it ain't gon' clog or stem (I can do the motherfucker on wax) Here today, gone tomorrow Know it's kill or be killed, but who willin' to take it further? Here today, gone tomorrow (Here today, gone tomorrow) I'd rather wheel and deal before I beg, steal, or borrow This shit hit harder than tar and ten pints of Tris Pharma So many choppers, got the strip hotter than the Sahara Clip full of R-I-Ps for niggas wearin' body armor Took the stock off my ARP case I bump into karma