I'm in sax fifth with the blick on me, gotta

Keep my eyes peeled if I stick one, I'ma

Dip out in somethin' that tinted

I ain't a gangster but know that I'm wit it

You lackin respect we put holes in ya fitted

Make a flip like a gymnast

I done worked too hard to put my fam on to let some dickhead put his stamp on it

We could 2-3 or put the clamps on em

Make his block hot and do a dance on it

Bachata on all of my opps, I'm ballin don't call for the rock I'm posted like Melo

His mata was all on the block, the neighbors was callin' the cops, they shakin' like Jello

Lo ver en el cielo, A ver en el cielo

Thought by now I'd be dressed with a halo, but turns out I'm fly and got more rings than J Lo, uh

It's a blessing when I pull up to the shop

You can ask Ant

Learned my lesson now I gotta hold a rod

Cause my past tense

I can't die now I got a seed to raise, take a flight out playin keep away

I don't hide out I just need the space

Kapital buckets and wife beaters

Bumpin Sade in a white Beamer

Ice on her got a slight fever

Spent a flight on her and I might keep her

Out the country we be sight seeing

Leaves fallin it's the right season

Peacoat with the tooly tucked if it ain't that then the knife's peaking

I don't keep a cross but I fight demons