CANT FEEL MY LEGS

Yeah, it's Jesse, D.R., Yaw know what the fuck going on,

That body count is at an all-time high

Fuck what bodies on me, all them allegations, I've been denied em

Shout out to my cousin on them stool steps

Tell that bitch to get out, pack her clothes, I want my jewels back

I snatched that, we've been up this whole time, check my triple-double stats

Ever since I made 300,000, I do my taxes

Im moon walkin', I need me a stylist like Michael Jackson

You can't touch my cup, I'm sorry, its my Big Red

Yeah this Sig Sauer on my waist can erase you like pencil lead

I'm high up with the plane, my nigga, I feel Like Pegasus