Check the Score

Gotti why you turned up bad cause nikka i was just down bad

Got my name off shooting dice and on that nine I'll bet my last
Stacking more then I spending I ain't fuckn up my cash

Ion wanna hit the club Im forever Pushing P Pistol Packing do no lacking keep that bx in arms reach

Ts in me it ain't on me im still tryna shake fleas

Hot nikka some like JUIVIE Bitch I'm 800 Degrees

Yeaaaa

I been rapping since I Was 3
Off the porch at 13

Feel In love with serving fiends you tryna get high or by nikka got whatever you need

Counting Green Smoking Purple
Blues Stuffed all in my purples

I went D1 in the trenches jumping fences wasn't no hurdles
He keep 2 straps with him that's why we call that nikka Urkel

Ain't no squares up in my circle
If he with me he I'll Hurt ya

I associate with pits get ahold of you & fuck up shii
Ain't no letting go of shii

Think about 7 & I get pissed
Gotta shooter for my shooter what the fuck you mean you missed

If the bitch don't come up dead
Then it's gone be 2 dead nikkas
Ain't no picks when that camera flash we snap gang pictures

Yea

Dead on arrival they couldn't stitch em
Tell me who gone raise your lil one

Play the field just like sticker
Yeen know ts get realer

Cold blooded since lil one
Chasing skrilla with some killers

Don't compare me to no nikka
Bags and my nuts bigger

Money Power And Respect
Yea i be on that

Im on the road to the riches so traffic where im at
Experimenting with the drank mixing wock with the tec

You wasn't raised in the bricks then don't be claiming the set
The reason they ain't got no hoe cards we done took the deck

My head low for SPD I ain't duckn no wreck
3rd pair of whites in a week nike owe me a check

I just lost 5 on a parlay you bet not owe me money
Either you give it up or get hit up you gone pay with something

Gramps got him a round(rough)neck call it Johnson & Johnson
To say it's old asb it still shoot like Klay Thompson

Glock 21 Big 4.5 Tony & Tim Duncan

Gotti why you turned up bad cause nikka i was just down bad

Got my name off shooting dice and on that nine I'll bet my last
Stacking more then I spending I ain't fuckn up my cash

Ion wanna hit the club Im forever Pushing P Pistol Packing do no lacking keep that bx in arms reach

Ts in me it ain't on me im still tryna shake fleas

Hot nikka some like JUIVIE Bitch I'm 800 Degrees
800 degrees

FAN ME DOWN
FAN ME DOWN
BITCH IM 800 DEGREES