PIN3WOOD

Look, remember when we was whippin' up chicken and niggas started feeding off of the smell

Remember when they told me to go on a mission and thought I would instantly fail

Look at me now, I'm doing better than all of them niggas that did for them self

Chopper real, yeah, woke up reining to kill you

Can't stop out this flame, it can't be tamed, gotta break out the steel boots

Yall drive in a golden coupe, with the blood still on my shoes

Smoking pinewood like its new buddy holding on his tool

We don't play around, we don't lay them down

I'm surrounded by duck-duck goose , so you better not miss

So we cut you loose, yeah, we letting you drown if you drop all the loot