102

It's Smifhouse records n*gga
Shout out to GXFR
BSF Gang I see you
(Smifhouse)

You disrespecting the house
And we coming for you
Coming for you
Coming for you
Two new fifties it's like i just split a hundred in two
Hundred in two
Hundred in two
Hush little baby don't cry
Don't cry
Before you get hit with this .45
.45
Ooouu
My blood boiling to a 102
F*ckin with you
F*ckin with you

Not to glorify
But the streets more than mines
On beats I'll never be deceased
I'm immortalized
But I pray towards the sky
Talk to my aunt and my cousin
Cuz I regret not visiting them before they died
Was torn inside
I wanna remember em' lookin more alive
Before the cancer ate they bodies and faces that's horrifying
I choose to floor the ride, cuz I cant afford to cry
But I couldn't escape, my problems explorer sized
So I kept my composure, but had the war in mind
If anybody owe us money
They crossed the borderline
I redirected my energy into chemistry
Splitting pies with the guys
Lines of symmetry
I redesigned my destiny
So when I go on facebook, I don't recognize the memories
To you small fries that's tryna devise the end of me
I got 5 words
"Get in line, the registry"
Ah (bong, bong)

You disrespecting the house
And we coming for you
Coming for you
Coming for you
Two new fifties it's like i just split a hundred in two
Hundred in two
Hundred in two
Hush little baby don't cry
Don't cry
Before you get hit with this .45
.45
Ooou
My blood boiling to a 102
F*ckin with you
F*ckin with you

I'm seeing fame in the distance
Waving the biscuit
Ashamed of all the lames in my district
Through the pain I don't change
I've been remaining consistent
I let it bang and your whole gang'll be laid to extinction
Uh
Yup
I been the best and it's facts
My ex bitch
Left quick
But now she begged for me back
Don't question the stats my method bringin' tension to rap
I'm bettin' these rats
Probably never been in no traps
I mean it
And dog I seen it it's a shame how they movin'
It pays to be stupid
They show love but hate what you doin'
I don't extend a hand never
The 10 a gram seller
I enter vans spending bands
Imma get the tan leather it's nothing
Bitches love it I ain't wasting no time
I get the brain but I don't pay em' no mind
I'm in the bank and I'm fried
Counting cake while y'all just scrape to get by
I was duckin' jakes tryna turn a 8th to a pie
But now I'm back with it
So I put my face to the sky
Smackin' rap critics
Back to back
Straight in a line
And that's facts

You disrespecting the house
And we coming for you
Coming for you
Coming for you
Two new fifties it's like I just split a hundred in two
Hundred in two
Hundred in two
Hush little baby don't cry
Don't cry
Before you get hit with this .45
.45
Ooou
My blood boiling to a 102
F*ckin with you
F*ckin with you

Check
I been copping choppin white
So don't make me pop this chopper shit is Waka Flocka height
Uh
Energizer bunny make me copper top ya wife
Bricks look like a block of ice
B*tch I'm not gon drop the price
PAYNE!!
My entire method is biometric
Them choppers light up the f*ckin room like it's pyro technics
The rap god the messiah you can't deny the method
Split your melon like a papaya b*tch that's a fire breakfast
Got a chopper Dr. Phil tall
Cock the steel shit knock off your Bonneville doors
Time to kill
I've been rhymin' ill
Palm the steel more
Llama peel
Hammers trying to build
I'm the real Thor
PAYNE!!
Bang on your favorite rappers now that's hella promo
Dope boy with two scales the griselda logo
(Griselda)
Eat a dick and die that's what you tell a homo
Mak 10 across your chest look like I'm spelling polo

You disrespecting the house
And we coming for you
Coming for you
Coming for you
Two new fifties it's like i just split a hundred in two
Hundred in two
Hundred in two
Hush little baby don't cry
Don't cry
Before you get hit with this .45
.45
Ooou
My blood boiling to 102
F*ckin with you
F*ckin with you
102
102
F*ckin with you
F*ckin with you