text: Jumped up off the porch
  And hopped up in my ford
  Bitches entertain when they feel a nigga bored
  I dont feel the same when I get up and explore
  Two women in my I’m in between 
  Here come the train nigga go and hop aboard
  Cause they get left nigga but the choice is yours
  Money in my fist and good smoke Im adored
  French tip nails and she posted in New York
  Ive been around the world they wont ever catch me boy
  You say you fuck these girls but they really boy
  Ive been around the world they wont ever catch me boy
  You say you fuck these girls but they really boy
  What the fucks a scene smoking green aqua marine
  I been doing it since junt, I still dont feel like Im nineteen
  You just a ghost on Halloween, something everybodys seen
  Gizmo creeping while you sleeping cross the globe in submarines
  Tell me who the fuck wanna come start shit
  Pull up my apartment Im gonna rip apart shit
  Ripping out ya heart kid, leaving blood on the carpet
  Log in to the market, where Im selling my targets
  I dont fuck with bitches playing stupid
  Im not dumb I see right through it
  Something different in the movement
  Lets go get it lets get to it
  I dont fuck with bitches playing stupid
  Im not dumb I see right through it
  Something different in the movement
  Lets go get it lets get to it
  I cant take no advice from a fuckboy
  Yall aint in our lane
  They know of our name and it’s because we fuckin up da game
  Aint it funny how shit changed
  They used to talk down just a year ago
  Me and gizmo quick to kill
  And now the killing serial
  It’s been fuck the world and fuck these items they material
  Bitch i don’t feel the same
  If you want it we can play
  But I’ll tell you right now
  I aint interested in playing games
  I just wanna see the light forever
  Never see the flames
  Cold like the winter
  Flow steady like the fuckin rain
  Fuck all that fuck shit
  You aint pulling up bitch
  Half these rappers fuckin pussy
  So they aint ever gon start shit
  I been rolling blunts
  So pearled
  Looking like some pretzel sticks
  Why they wanna fuck with me
  What you got to gain from dis
  Think u got me
  All you getting
  Is face full of my kids
  I know dat
  You still watching
  But it don’t bother me bitch
  I been minding my own business
  And eating rappers for lunch
  Prohibeo don’t care about fame
  That shit change yall too much