My hands Sliced up wit Paper cuts from counting fast money

Anybody talking robin the gods gwop thats blasphemy

Yall funny, only thing you might jacks a laugh from me

Ask cuzzy he seen me blast gats in a cats skully

Yea buddy Jacks Fresher then maestro-and dougee

Mad gully hennessy making my past fuzzy

Airmax muddy from the forrest and my ax bloody

Call me jack Bundy lighta stogy witta stack of hundies

Lately the blocks off balance like jenga stacked funny

Student of the game, yes i passed but my ass studied

Stabbedem in his tummy witta knife like Dundee

Son lucky his ass chubby or he'd be on a ambulance buggey

Pay my dues.... like 'A' crack custy monthly

Been taken all the rappers food bet they must be hungry

Crack some old wine ice bucket wit cold bubbly

Watch your i.g live begging cats. For-go- fund-me

Been called the michael jordan of this grimey shit ( jordan in his grime baby )

Yo Ima fucking bad dream youll think you woke up on elm street

Cold blooded like a ghost my face dont show up in selfies

Strapped up wit the masked down in a coco chanel fleece

Ta Shed blood like that griselda blanco carttel beef

Purchased my first burners in a quinta hotel suite

Was geeked when i peeped all em guns Over the bed sheet

Dead meat when the back of your dome and hollow heads meet

Heartless putta hole where the rose on your lapel be

Im getting top sitting in a gold chevy chevelle seat

She slobbed my nob then i ran her jewelz like mike and EL-P

Made it home but im buzzin off da motel bleach

Clean da brains out my nails throw da cloths in the LG

You never seen a triple beam the

coke scale for a Key

when i was out running the street you was prolly 12 and asleep

We all eat but i drink from the holygrail at the feast

Bird brain movfukas catch shells ta the beak

Been called the michael jordan of this grimey shit ( jordan in his grime baby )

You know the saying good dope sell itself well bro thats accurate

Only wack rappers complain and play devils advocate

Jesus wit the K on my chain son thats the amulete

They said i ressurected the game like mary magdelene

Cars guns bitches and cash overtly masculin

Puff puff pass da splif fuck the Establishment

A kid from the slums in this bitch drunk on this lavish shit

Kid wit the guns in his crib will make you vanish quick

Seen rookie mistakes get made within this rappin shit

I shoulda .gave the newbees a break But i haven it

Gold chains imaculate when cash rains we rackin it

When you hot on the block THEY bug ya whip Yea they tracken it

23 on the jersey my G from Jersey backing it

vowching that jacky dirty 7:30 and packin shit

Been called the michael jordan of this grimey shit ( jordan in his grime baby )