Lyric

Nietsch trife

Keep fuck yu up like anti christ

Hammers inna fenty band line teef grind keep ya mans right

Nggas waste mines caint thro hands wit time slime

Thinkin yu was one uh tha guys n turn hands tied

Pullin shits tighter like i tried

Fuck said im not tha best im jus tryn get ass n get rest

Im smokin off tha stress. Shorty send a tex im like bet watch ya timex. I lift a hand collect straws drawn. Frumna lend of pig feet n eatin hogmauls

Message ta ya mama getta dentures off my balls. Shorty do work n still keep tha hands soft

She tryn get sum sauce off me

Had tha skills wasn Willin ta fall

I took tha spill n wasnt feelin it hardly found spirits inna bottle find solace inna weed

Oragami wit tha model trife citizen

I feel bless i gotta talk my shit again

Rhythm when tha earth quake for sale get paid. Evry dolla make tha hell raze i had ta dip baby no brakes 75 made me

Stocks raise im Only high stakes w bomb gravy Heard tha ngga too wave copy keepem out tha navy Only if they divy up n pay me othawise take tha fleet I ain goin back is Neva onna tracks wit slave feet

Find spirits inna bottle find solace inna weed. Lately i jus started prayin whenna paranoia creep. Keep stridin peep mas alla n get cheese

Teeth shinin frunna balacla tip tha vas leanin

My taumatic eyes wide Gleemin like tha soul nemic

Burnin weed thinkin bout my phoenix

All spirits inna bottle tol me keep preachin