Intro Verse /
Keep this on the low-low
Keep this on the low
Trappin' with the squad, we so fuckin high
Higher than the space station, touchin' the sky, uh
I don't have a problem, you're a fuckin bitch
Understand this principle if you wanna fuckin live, yeah
Your bitch feelin on me cause I got the drip
Motherfuckin' ice on my fuckin wrist, hella lit
Intro /
Try to take this flow, evil
You don't even know the devil
He sneaks up unexpected
Not caring for your fuckin survival
Verse 1 /
Fuck your bitch, I don't really care if I fuckin hit
Catch her ass in my hand like a baseball mitt
Body counts are lame, Shawty givin' brain
Imma make it rain with the things that I say
On the fucking brink like a psycho
Playing with your girl like fuckin Play-Doh
Niggas want to pull up, let's fuckin go
I'll punch you so hard, your skull explodes
I'm like God with the way I bring the rapture
Fucked this bitch on Tinder, guess I tapped her
Understand my words before you get shot
Got you in my sights on the fucking fuckin dot
Try to trap hard, like a fuckin Nascar
So fuckin fast I have several scars
I'm finna spit whatever I feel
You try to pull up, Imma finna fuckin steal
You'll always be a bitch, no cap
I'm smoother than marble, tap your bitch's ass
Chorus / (x 2)
Energy crisis
Gotta roll the dices
So much cash in the bank
Level up your fuckin rank
Drip so hot, Shawty givin' top
Never hit twice on the job
Verse 2 /
Chillin in my fucking space
This girl keep bitchin in my fuckin fuckin face
Cut off her off, get a new girl
She my ride or die till the Sun rise
Counting up these fuckin stacks
Got your Shawty sittin' in my fuckin lap
You mad bro or fuckin nah
Got your girl in all positions, fuckin run
Niggas scared of confrontation
When they see my face, they start contemplating
Fresher than your whole squad
Imma one man army, yeah
Take you out with one hand, not even trying, yeah
Producer: CADENCE
Keep this on the low-low
Keep this on the low
Trappin' with the squad, we so fuckin high
Higher than the space station, touchin' the sky, uh
I don't have a problem, you're a fuckin bitch
Understand this principle if you wanna fuckin live, yeah
Your bitch feelin on me cause I got the drip
Motherfuckin' ice on my fuckin wrist, hella lit
Intro /
Try to take this flow, evil
You don't even know the devil
He sneaks up unexpected
Not caring for your fuckin survival
Verse 1 /
Fuck your bitch, I don't really care if I fuckin hit
Catch her ass in my hand like a baseball mitt
Body counts are lame, Shawty givin' brain
Imma make it rain with the things that I say
On the fucking brink like a psycho
Playing with your girl like fuckin Play-Doh
Niggas want to pull up, let's fuckin go
I'll punch you so hard, your skull explodes
I'm like God with the way I bring the rapture
Fucked this bitch on Tinder, guess I tapped her
Understand my words before you get shot
Got you in my sights on the fucking fuckin dot
Try to trap hard, like a fuckin Nascar
So fuckin fast I have several scars
I'm finna spit whatever I feel
You try to pull up, Imma finna fuckin steal
You'll always be a bitch, no cap
I'm smoother than marble, tap your bitch's ass
Chorus / (x 2)
Energy crisis
Gotta roll the dices
So much cash in the bank
Level up your fuckin rank
Drip so hot, Shawty givin' top
Never hit twice on the job
Verse 2 /
Chillin in my fucking space
This girl keep bitchin in my fuckin fuckin face
Cut off her off, get a new girl
She my ride or die till the Sun rise
Counting up these fuckin stacks
Got your Shawty sittin' in my fuckin lap
You mad bro or fuckin nah
Got your girl in all positions, fuckin run
Niggas scared of confrontation
When they see my face, they start contemplating
Fresher than your whole squad
Imma one man army, yeah
Take you out with one hand, not even trying, yeah
Producer: CADENCE
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