Hit em (right) But yal niggas is wack. Like Cav you keep it so real. Like you feel me? Like, feel me lele lele niggas out here Trynna get bitches monies and shit. You won't let these lele lele niggas get you and shit yo, for real! Like, I'm not even widdit Cav. Let em know son! They all wack. All yal lelele's is wack son! (Yo) This god speak to the melaninth power Streets hard, shit ain't sweet if they sellin' you sour Or the chowder, your recipe depend on your prowess When they tell you crime don't pay but then they killin' your hours I'm countin' these breaths, one, like I'm pinching dollars The jungle switched laws to hunters in Impalas Step in my elevator I'm just tryna show you the view The niggas celebratin' only a few It's different rules, she on the balls I only gave her the cue I oop-oop my main troops in case they're staging a coup The room I panorama, I move smooth they sleep I'm pajama Got it going on, Mogillah keep the bangers I got the hammer on chisel etch-a-sketch catching wreck Gristles get frazzled, my Nāgas get bizzle, I'm finna' Crack heads like pyrex up next Cav winner This ain't me so-so sh*t rhyming on a drum This is me photosynthesizing with the sun, son Solar heat corona's from my blunt My Kielbasa on her tongue I sip Cachaça or the rum They like "Que pasa?" or "What up?" I'm like "I'm good money" Come and get it with me cuz you ain't gonna' get it from me They like "He keeps it real" I'm like "Nah, I keep it realer" Never deaded to score cuz I know that life's my dealer Life's my dealer Cuz in Beantown we hit 'em with that yurp yurp Even in the A we dish 'em out that yurp yurp In both LAs on deck with the yurp yurp Of course in BK you know we got the yurp, word I linked Q had the yurp yurp Came through to Saint Lou with the yurp yurp I be on ferries, San Fran to Danbury We sans worry January to January Life's my dealer I'm hooked on this dose of real shit Got cheat codes so we can throw this kill switch Got keynotes to speak oh so ill with No bull you feel this, true fulfillment, finesse The Kenzo, Benzo in gear In the end zone ear to ear Denzel veneers You gettin' cheddar in a no-fly zone Then we should buy all the homes up in the D If you trappin' need to acclimate and grow our own weed We're oversaturated, open casket, closed cases You tagging me in feeds This ain't me rapping 'bout coco and the cut This that Black gold, not Sunoco for the truck What up Uhuru Sasa rocking fronts Duckin' Chupacabras and user IDs thats dot gov You worried 'bout gettin' touched I'm just puttin' out the feelers Don't see death in my cards cuz I know that life's my dealer Life's my dealer Cuz in Beantown we hit 'em with that yurp yurp Even in the A we dish 'em out that yurp yurp In both LAs on deck with the yurp yurp Of course in BK you know we got the yurp, word I linked Q had the yurp yurp Came through to Saint Lou with the yurp yurp I be on ferries, San Fran to Danbury We sans worry January to January Doro wat Doro wat