Seasoned

Man, I ain't really in the mood to box, we bought guns

I ain't in the mood to fuck, I want tongue

Bitch I ain't in the mood to fuss, I need funds

Only thing I'm letting scream is this big-ass gun

Shit, I'm G'd up, sliding through with the heat tucked

She wanting me to pluck, but I'm needing the cheese first

I ain't never been a pimp or a scammer, I'm old school

I be swerving with the blower, the package next to the tool

Bitch, I'm certified, I never got cold feet

When it's time to do the job, you know who to call- Beanz

I'm a cold piece, this .45th it go boom

Tryna tag your whole circle, nigga, duck, duck, goose