Controversy

They can't f- me, and they can't - with Skilla
Don't let them - fool y'all like they really out here killin'
My opps keep goin' to the 'spital, they need Obamacare
(M-M-MIA JAY C) huh?

Ayy, huh, I know the real hitman, if I call, that - comin'
I finally know how it feel to hit the bank and order money
Headshot the opps, them - livin' when you hit they stomach
Lil' - keep askin' what I took to Gary, -ch, a hunnid

Hell nah, I ain't up and comin', -ch, I'm up and runnin'
I'm a seven-figure -, I don't know why I be thuggin'
Huh, young -ga, I be fresh as -ck, I got Amiri habits
Somebody please call my lawyer, I just bust the Patek
If I see you with my opps, I'ma let you have it
-, we don't give a f-, kill a - daddy

I don't trick, but I'll look out for a -
-, I'm married, ain't no chillin', if we link, you suckin' -
Ain't no baby backs, you come to our cookout, we whippin' bricks
Boy, we different, you gon' send a threat, I'm gon' send a blitz

I one night the -, you wife the -, you tryna fight the -ch
I bought the Urus on some bored -, I ain't even like the -
All my jewelry come with paperwork, don't need no lights to hit
I'm ridin' through my city, driver's license, two unlicensed blicks (huh)

Showed up to the club in Nike Tech 'cause I don't like to flex
I pointed at an opp, and he got shot, we playin' Simon Says
Somebody tell them boys come where I'm at, they gettin' shot in here (hum)
My opps keep goin' to the 'spital, they need Obamacare
- - ain't welcome in my city, we catch bodies here
50 to my lawyer, 50 to my man's, get him outta there

Half a ticket in my granny basement, she don't know it's there
Ain't worried 'bout nobody touchin' that, they ain't gon' get nowhere
- claim they hate me, see me out, they ain't on -, I swear (they quiet)
She - a rapper just to make me mad, who told that - I care? (Goofy -)

They can't f- with me, and they can't - with Skilla (they can't -)
Don't let them - fool y'all like they really out here killin' (they not)
Don't be stupid thinkin' y'all the only ones that got 'em switches (we got 'em)
Bro gon' stand over a -ch, if he get caught, I stand on business, - (you know that)

Bro gon' stand over a -ch, if he get caught, I stand on business, - (huh?)



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Writer(s): Terry Sanchez Wallace, Trevon Gardner, Joshua Camron White
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