Distance

$tackz, $tack It Up, aye
Ayee 301, aye
2X hoe

Pussy nigga keep your distance
I ain't one to fuck with
I'm that nigga with the stick
That stay attached to my hip
I caught right on to the game
But niggas tend to forget
That I ain't tripping over bitches
I got money to get

And I love all of my haters
Cuz they really supporters
Too many guns and so much money
I think I might be a hoarder
When I hit, the way she scream
You'd think my goal was to hurt her
I'm a fashion killer
So I got my mind on my murder

A lil groupie tried to touch me
Told her "don't" like I'm Tiller
I may son (Maison) all of you niggas
Like my last name Margiela
Don't you dare turn on that playlist
Girl, I fuck a capella
And I'm always at the bank
So I'm real cool with the teller

When I come out guns blazing
Nigga don't be surprised
He a killer on the gram
But he false advertised
Pop a perky, now I'm high
I'm feeling so energized
I get so high, when you look at me
It's like looking at the sky

I like to walk with protection
Bullets insert like injections
Plugged in with different connections
My girl resembles perfection
Moved in a different direction
Picked all who sits in my section
Bitches feen for affection
I'm trynna avoid detection

I couldn't do that shit
Even if I wanted to
Niggas say i'm switching up
Cuz that's just what the money do
But I'm moving bitch
I cannot fuck around with you
Niggas always scheming
But that's just something that clowns'll do

Pussy nigga keep your distance
I ain't one to fuck with
I'm that nigga with the stick
That stay attached to my hip
I caught right on to the game
But niggas tend to forget
That I ain't tripping over bitches
I got money to get

And I love all of my haters
Cuz they really supporters
Too many guns and so much money
I think I might be a hoarder
When I hit, the way she scream
You'd think my goal was to hurt her
I'm a fashion killer
So I got my mind on my murder